I didn't remember much of the journey, aside from the fact that we went down a lot of stairs. We soon enough found ourselves in a huge garage with guards both inside and outside. There were five black SUVs in a row, two of which pulled out and sped off when we got in.
Lanz set me down and told me to get into the SUV nearest to the door we
entered the garage through. Two guards sat on either side of me, guns in arm, and Hanz and Lanz got in the back. There were two of the same type of guards up front too. Our car also took off, going in the opposite direction to the other cars. I turned back to the twins, wide-eyed and worried. Why weren't we following the others? Where were we going?
"We're all taking different routes so if one gets ambushed, don't all get held back," Lanz assured me.
