Chapter 50
We run south but keep glancing over our shoulders. Soon, it’s apparent that the bots aren’t following us. We slow to a jog, and then to a walk. They probably don’t bother because of the red AR emblem that’s stitched into Elizabeth’s black hoodie. I wouldn’t be surprised if Chris had specifically asked for that bit of programming to be included in their algorithms. We turn onto King Street and head west. “Where are we going?” I ask her. “Where I know we’ll be safe.” I stop in my tracks. I can’t believe I didn’t figure it out yet. I was panicked about Austin, I was afraid of the bots. I wasn’t thinking straight. “I’m not going there,” I say. “Elizabeth, you know I can’t go there.” “Come on, Andrea. It’s our best bet. Do you really think that Austin would just run off like that? Without y
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