FIFTY-EIGHT
Hanson scrambled up through the hole in the ceiling of the tunnel, leaving Jackson and the others to take care of the mess in the lab after the battle to stop the freaks from overwhelming them before Justice could complete her ritual. Once he was aboveground, he sprinted in the direction of the citadel. The last time he had seen Hannah was when he’d told Carstairs to get her out of the old medical centre.
With all the fighting going on, none of the different groups had been able to maintain radio contact, and now that it was over, Carstairs was the only one who hadn’t responded to Kyle’s calls to check in.
Maybe he hadn’t heard the call.
He wouldn’t contemplate any other reason for the radio silence from Carstairs.
Hannah had to be okay.
He tore around the side of the med
