“We need to get to Griffith Observatory,” Adam says. “Based on what happened in the other future, they’re probably heading there next.”
Oh God. That means Chris could already be dead—and Zahra might be in danger too.
“Let’s go,” I say, jumping in the car. We don’t have a second to waste, and if we’re fast enough, we might be able to catch up with the people who took Chris. It’s a long shot, but it’s the only hope we have of saving him.
We head north through the night sky, which faintly hums with the sound of other flying cars. I’m so anxious I can’t sit still. But we’ve barely been in the car for five minutes, when Zahra sends us a message.
Someone is here.
Her camera flips on, giving all of us a view of her surroundings. She’s overlooking the observatory’s grounds from the rooftop de
