"Okay, so what's our plan," I ask her, as she rubs her hands up and down her face before starting to chew on her nails through the gloves, deep in thought.
We're quiet for a moment, knowing she's probably seen more of this place than us. She looks up at the clock behind. "s**t," she whispers to herself.
"What?" Alex asks, as he rubs her back but she doesn't answer. "Ave, what is it?"
She looks up at him before flicking back to the stage and then back to Alex. "She's already on stage," she says, looking around at all of us and to Alex again, holding his confused gaze. "You three need to go. Alex you go first, then a minute later, Reggie, and then you," she says, smiling tightly at me.
"What about you?" Alex says as I stare at her paralyzed in fear of what's to come.
"I'll come right a
