Bullets whizzed past my ears so close I felt one pull heat off my skin.
"Stop running!" somebody shouted behind us through a loudspeaker. "Last warning!"
Yeah. Sure.
My legs pumped harder. Every breath burned. Pine needles snapped under my shoes while branches slapped my face and shoulders. Behind us, engines tore through the woods. Not one vehicle. Two. Maybe three.
I looked at Lila.
She looked at me.
No words. None needed.
There was no way in hell I was stopping.
Lila slid under the falling tree before it fully hit the ground, dirt exploding around her as rounds chewed through bark. I dropped low and rolled under after her, the trunk slamming down inches over my back.
For half a second, the soldiers lost sight of us.
That was enough.
"Left!" I barked.
She trusted it instantly.
