The fog pressed against them like a living wall. Every raindrop struck the armored vehicle with a sound loud enough to echo in Lena’s skull. Visibility was near zero.
Lena’s fingers ached as they gripped the edge of the seat. Her pulse raced, each beat synced with the whisper in her mind. Adrian had been silent since Hale appeared, but now she felt him — calm, watching, calculating, waiting for the exact moment to act.
Engagement imminent, he said.
She swallowed. “Not again…”
Alex’s hands were steady on the wheel, knuckles white. “We don’t have a choice,” he muttered. “They’ve blocked every other exit.”
Lena’s eyes flicked to the mirrors. Shapes moved through the fog — dark silhouettes keeping pace, impossibly fast, almost… synchronized.
Ivan’s voice crackled from the radio. “Alex, t
