CLAUDE
"Whatever they told you, it isn't true," I muttered, my voice quieter than I wanted it to be. His gray eyes stayed fixed on me, like he was trying to solve a puzzle he wasn't sure he wanted the answer to.
I pressed my lips together, waiting.
His lips parted, but the words that came weren't what I was expecting. "They're here."
He stood abruptly, and my head turned just in time to see two sleek black cars pulling up, their tinted windows glinting under the pale sunlight. The eyes of everyone around us shifted, locking onto the cars.
"Get in," he snapped, his voice leaving no room for argument.
I rose without arguing, my legs taking me toward the nearest car. There was no point in fighting. Not yet. I had to make him see. Make him understand. He had to know I hadn'
