Tyler:
The room bursts into an uproar, people shoving past me to get to the door; I draw out my pocket knife- the one I always keep for safety, meeting Enrique’s eyes, he mind-links with me.
‘Hurry up, grab Iris and leave the room, try finding the time bomb and disabling it, hurry!’ He sounds panicky, Enrique is never panicked, which makes the whole ordeal f*****g messed up.
I don’t need to be told who Iris is, the ginger-haired woman with freckles, grabbing her hand. I race out of the room and into the hall.
“Hey!” Iris is yelling at me, “Let me go, you are hurting my wrist, I was f*****g injected in that spot.”
I don’t mind her, I just keep running, the hall is stretched wide with adjacent lanes, I hear footsteps behind us which I am guessing belongs to one of Dante’s men.
“Let me
