The air rushed past Rex and Luna, roaring in their ears. They were dangling a hundred stories above the street, clinging to the small metal cage of the window cleaning rig.
Rex worked the controls, sending the rig dropping fast. It swung slightly in the wind, and Luna gripped the bars, her knuckles white.
"We have to stop," Luna yelled over the wind. "It's too fast!"
"We have to be faster than him!" Rex shouted back, his eyes fixed on the distant ground. His whole body felt cold, but the thought of Clara—Luna’s innocent sister—kept his blood burning.
He has Clara. The message repeated in his mind, a sharp, terrible beat. Rex had been fooled once, manipulated into tearing down a city. He wouldn't be fooled again. Julian wasn't just after the hard drive; he was after them.
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