Attention. Escaped inmate. Lockdown initiated. Attention. Escaped inmate. Lockdown initiated.
Randine’s phone rang that same moment. His face crumpled, deepened wrinkles revealing more than his true age.
“You incompetent fools!” he bellowed into his phone. “What do you mean he disappeared? Were you slacking off?”
The cacophony of sounds from the alarm to shouts outside the door to clamouring footsteps bombarded my brain. One thought broke through. I needed to use this chance to get out. There was bound to be an available car or VDA van I could snatch up. And Ausmane—
“Find him!” Randine roared.
Awareness settled in, the type that lifted my spirits and shed light to all the dark places in me.
“He escaped,” I said under my breath. That one-winged volyr was nothing less of pure awesome.
