“Move!” Jase orders.
We burst through the back door—
Jase
Location: Safehouse — Rear Exit / Tree Line
Time: 10:31
—and straight into chaos.
Ronan is already engaged, dropping one of them as we come out.
“About time,” he mutters.
“Miss us?” I fire back.
Bullets rip through the trees.
Too many.
Too fast.
“They’re everywhere,” Jonah says.
No kidding.
“Fall back to the ridge!” I order.
“Keep moving!”
We push into the trees, using the terrain, breaking line of sight.
But they’re not backing off.
They’re tightening.
Closing in.
“They’re herding us,” Lance says.
“Yeah,” Mila answers beside me.
“Into something worse.”
That’s when I see it.
Up ahead.
More movement.
More shadows.
“They’ve got a second line,” I say.
A trap.
We’re boxed in.
