“Jess,” I murmured. “Jess.”
I stumbled back in time to see someone pulling Jess from the pantry.
Her head lolled to one side.
“Bag her!” Someone shouted. “Bag all of them!”
The lights were going on all around the building. I heard a siren blare.
But they were taking Jess.
And not just her.
I could see several bundles being dragged from the compound.
Gunfire erupted.
Then smoke.
They had set the compound on fire.
“Stop—” The word died in my throat.
Smoke filled the halls — thick, black, and suffocating.
People started to evacuate in a stampede out towards the exits. I could hear screams.
I chased them out, somehow stumbling toward the garages.
The world around me was pulsing and fading. I couldn’t keep my eyes open much longer.
Still, I staggered forward, forcing my legs to move.
The air shrieked in agony. The trees swirled and bent to the will of the storm.
Freezing rain hit my face hard. Branches clawed my face.
My legs gave way, like the storm-torn earth beneath me.
I caught one last glimpse of headlights cutting through the dark, as the soldiers retreated.
Then I fell.
Chapter 42
Kieran
The compound was under attack.
But Dev was still inside the house with Dominic Lightwood.
“Fuck!” I scowled. I looked at Elliot. He had his eyes closed.
“We need to get back, right now.”
“We can’t leave Dev and Sable,” Elliot said.
Where the hell are you, Sable?
