Russ suddenly turns sharply toward the street above us.
“Vehicle.”
Everybody goes still instantly.
Weapons come up. Thank God their weapons weren’t ripped away in the flood. Clay rises in one smooth motion, placing himself between me and the road automatically.
The headlights sweep briefly across the rain-soaked embankment.
Too slow for patrol.
Too quiet for police.
Gabriel’s face hardens immediately.
“Sentinel.”
Fear slices through me instantly.
Wu.
Already moving again.
Already hunting us.
The SUV stops above the embankment.
Doors open.
Footsteps.
Heavy.
Organized.
Russ motions sharply.
“Under the bridge. Move.”
Everybody disappears beneath the concrete overhang fast.
Clay keeps one arm around my waist while we crouch behind broken support pillars near the riverbank.
Rain crashes against the river hard enough to blur visibility.
Good.
Maybe enough to hide us.
The footsteps stop above us.
Then a calm familiar voice cuts through the storm.
“Hannah.”
Ice floods my veins instantly.
Wu.
