They had been running for nearly ten minutes. Kianna's entire body was in motion; her leg muscles were warm from the exertion, fresh air filled her lungs, and her blood flowed swiftly through her limbs. Her heart pounded, and her gut churned as her legs started to tire. Gasping for breath, they ducked into a parking lot to catch their breath.
"It should be safe now," Miaree panted, trying to regain her breath.
"Kianna... What on earth just happened back there?" Marcy asked, her curiosity getting the best of her.
"Why did he mislead those reporters and his fans?! He's going too far! Doesn't he realize how terrible his fake fans can be?" Miaree chimed in.
Kianna was seething with anger at Nate and found it hard to control her emotions. "He did it on purpose. He thanked me earlier for som
