Chapter Twenty-Five
Sophia steered the Defender out of the market square, only to find the road barricaded by police filtering people through for inspection. A mass of tourists, locals and Purity supporters had collected beyond it, impeding Sophia’s escape.
‘The police have blocked all the exits,’ Olesya said, consulting one of the modified iPhones Sophia had given her.
Sophia hit the hazard lights and blasted the horn. The crowd slowly peeled apart, allowing her to push forward as far as the barricade. She hit the horn again.
‘Let us through,’ Sophia said under her breath.
‘I don’t think that’s going to happen,’ Olesya said.
Damien’s voice crackled in her ear. ‘Damien to Sophia. We’re off the roof and we’re tracking the train.’
‘Good. Direct us there,’ Sophia said.
‘The train is t
