Avery’s POV
The hallways blurred around me, every breath burning in my chest. Noah's weight dragged against my shoulder, but I held him up, forcing us forward as fast as possible.
Behind us, alarms blared, a violent, grating noise that made every step feel like a countdown to disaster.
Lisa let us leave.
That thought refused to leave my head. She had every opportunity to stop us—she could have had her men block every door, trap us in that office, make sure we never made it past the underground corridors.
But she didn’t.
Which meant one thing.
She was playing a longer game.
And we were still inside it.
“Faster!” Raven hissed, keeping ahead of us, her stolen gun clutched tightly in her hand. “They’ll regroup and block the exits any second now!”
Noah grunted, his arm tightening arou
