We made our way deeper into the woods, the sounds of our pursuers growing fainter.
The trees were dense here, and the moonlight barely filtered through the branches.
It was quiet for a moment. Too quiet.
But my body still hummed with adrenaline.
I kept my eyes on the path ahead, moving swiftly.
Damian’s hand was on my back, guiding me, keeping me safe.
And then, I heard it.
A faint rustling behind us.
I spun around, heart pounding.
But it wasn’t a man in black.
It was another helicopter.
This one was closer. Much closer.
“Damian!” I gasped.
He didn’t hesitate.
“We’re running out of time,” he said grimly. “We need cover. Now!”
We darted to the right, moving toward a small ravine.
It was a tight squeeze, but it would hide us.
We scrambled down the rocky incline, my ankle thr
