Chris lets out a string of obscurities. “I was right! You’ve been working for Aether this entire time!”
“Wait, let me explain—”
“Your future self set us up!” Chris starts toward Adam. “He convinced us to break into the lab just so you could grab that, didn’t he?”
“Stop!” I yell. “Let’s listen to what he has to say!” I turn to Zoe, who’s been quiet this entire time, her face twisted in shock. “Zoe, tell them!” But she just shakes her head slowly and backs away.
Chris grabs Adam’s jacket and shakes him. “Is that why you live and we die? Because you’re working for Aether?”
While Chris is holding him, Trent grabs Adam’s backpack, ripping it off him. “No!” Adam yells, but Chris shoves him away. I know I should help Adam, but a trace of doubt has crept inside me, and I stand there, frozen.
