Selene was already on her feet before the message finished loading.
“They found the clinic,” she repeated, eyes sharp with charge. “We have to move. Now.”
Darius grabbed his gun and swept the room with a glance. “Vincent was there. Lazarus, too. If they breach the walls”
“They won’t,” she cut him off, voice fragile. “Because we’re getting there first.”
Gianna stirred under the blanket, her voice trembling. “What if they already killed them?”
Selene crouched beside her, holding her gaze. “They haven’t. Not yet. That message wasn’t a claim, it was a promise.”
Gianna swallowed. “And promises like that… mean someone’s about to die.”
Selene stood again, jaw tight. “Let’s make sure it’s not one of ours.”
They drove in silence, city lights twisting through rain-smeared glass, headlights c
