My heart doesn’t stop racing until I reach the city limits, then a new fear rolls over me. Axton! I am risking so much coming back here, and I am not naive enough to believe I can hop the border unnoticed. That assumption is correct the moment I am met with border patrol, and I am forced to stop. Bright lights shine down on me as I approach the barricade.
Why such extremes? I wonder. This is a crazy amount of security for Nightfall City. One of the men on patrol walks over to my window and taps it, wanting me to roll it down.
Lexa growls in my head. “I don’t like this. I don’t like this at all.”
If we reverse out, they will chase us. We don’t roll down the damn window, they will attack us.
“Elena, we need to… f**k!” Lexa curses, knowing that if we run now, we may be too late to hel
