LEO
We emerged from the tunnels into the forest just as dawn broke. Behind us, searchlights swept through the trees, and I could hear engines—vehicles mobilizing to hunt us down.
"Split up," Rafe ordered. "They can't track all of us at once."
"No," Ash said. "They'll pick us off one by one. We stay together and head for the safe house in Sector Nine."
"That's fifteen miles on foot," one of the fighters protested.
"Then we better start running."
We moved through the forest in formation—Rafe on point, fighters flanking, Ash and Maya in the middle with the evidence, and me bringing up the rear despite my injuries.
Every step sent pain shooting through my ribs, but I didn't slow down. Couldn't.
We'd made it maybe three miles when Maya stumbled. Ash caught her before she fell.
"I can't
