Maya
I stopped dead in my tracks, my fingers tightening around Christopher’s wrist so hard he winced.
My eyes went wide. My ears perked up, suddenly hyper-alert to every sound around me.
I needed to hide. Now.
The only place nearby was an alleyway between two buildings.
“Hey, honey,” I whispered urgently to Christopher, who was staring ahead in confusion. “Come on, let’s move to the other side of the street.”
He nodded, trusting me completely.
Just as I was about to take my first step away from the curb, a sleek black car pulled up and stopped right in front of one of the fancy high-end restaurants across the street.
A guard stepped out from the driver’s seat.
My heart nearly stopped.
I knew that car. I knew it belonged to someone influential. Someone I absolutely could not run i
