Chapter 392

I scanned my IAC quickly to try to find anyone who could come and help her, but there was no one. It was obvious Meagan was starting to lose it. She darted away from Elliott’s limp body and tried to find a place to hide. I hated that Sam had that effect on her, that she was so terrified she was beginning to shake.

“We’ve gotta go help her,” I said, taking a few steps toward Brandon.

“I’m not supposed to let you out of here. Just give him a minute.”

Through my IAC, I tried to contact Elliott but got nothing. I tried something else—my telepathy. “He’s going to get Meagan if you don’t get up off of the floor! Go! Go get Sam!”

I was shocked when Elliott’s voice sounded in my head. “Where... is... Jamie?” He was clearly still out of it, but at least he could communicate—sort of.

I answered, “Across the park, over by the rollercoas