Ella Cora and I pound down the stairs, gasping for breath by the time we reach the bottom. She starts down the dark hall, holding Henry’s phone out in front of her, its flashlight blaring through the darkness, but I cry out a little and grab her hand. She turns to me, frantic, desperate to get awa
Cora looks back as well when she sees the direction of my gaze and she gasps too. “Shit! Ella! Shit!” And then, in complete panic, she slams her foot down on the gas in an attempt to get away. But the wheels just spin beneath the car, finding no traction. And, as I watch, the two men and the pries
Ella “Ella!” Cora screams as one of the men comes around her side of the car and starts to bash at her window with a crowbar, the glass cracking and then beginning to fall inside the car. But I have no time to respond – I’m already unbuckling my belt and throwing myself into the back seat towards m
“Ella!” Cora gasps from the car and I’m instantly in motion, dashing for her – I haul the driver’s-side door open and am almost sobbing by the time I set my eyes on her – blood – so much blood – and my sister covered in it – “Cora!” I cry, reaching for her – but she’s moving away from me – and as
Sinclair “We have to get to them,” Roger snarls, moving towards a window – intending to bash it to pieces, I know – but I grab his arm as he goes, pulling him back. “The priests are not that stupid, Roger,” I say through clenched teeth. “If they can make the door disappear, they can make the wind
Then, as one, Roger and I turn towards the stairs, determined to continue the attack. The problem presents itself immediately as we start to climb, considering that there is a blank wall at the top of the stairs instead of a hallway or a door through which we can pass. When I get to the top, I pres
Ella I stumble through the doors of the clinic with immense difficulty, Cora leaning heavily and moaning on my one side, Rafe’s carrier bouncing against my other. People’s eyes go wide when they see us, but they quickly scatter out of our way to make room, shouting for nurses and doctors to come a
Hank takes another deep breath and roughly scrapes his palm down over his face, putting the thoughts together. Then he turns away from me, barking something out to the nurses about getting an ultrasound machine in here right away. He turns back to me. “Do you know how far along she is?” he asks, st