"Get down!"
Someone yanked Celeste to the ground. Bullets hit the wall where her head had been seconds ago.
She rolled behind a dumpster. Her heart pounded. Who just saved her?
An old woman crouched next to her. Gray hair. Sharp eyes.
"You don't know me," the woman said. "But I knew your mother."
"Who are you?"
"Elena. Now shut up and run."
They ran through back alleys. Rylan's men were everywhere. Shouting. Gunfire.
Elena moved fast for her age. She pulled Celeste into a basement door. Slammed it shut. Locked it.
The room was dark. Smelled like mold.
"We're safe here. For now," Elena said.
Celeste attempted to capture her breath. "How'd you understand where I was?"
"Been watching you since you left that cabin." Elena turned on a small lamp. "Your mom requested me to look out f
