"i don't want to think of anything else now that i've thought of you."
- daylight.
A guide on how to get the girl-disclaimer: Only follow upcoming instructions if you find yourself in a dystopian world, falling in love with the sister of the villai...
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I HAVE NO time to register my shock, or to ask Nazeera when on earth she was going to tell me she had the power to turn herself invisible, so I do the only thing I can, in the moment. I nod, the movement almost imperceptible. Hope Aaron's managed to do the same.
"Kenji is getting Ella onto a plane. I'm going to wait for you just outside this door," she says. "Do you think you guys can make it? If you go invisible in front of everyone, they'll be on to us, and it'd be better if they think you're just trying to run."
Again, I nod.
"All right then. I'll see you out there."
I wait a second or two, and then my shoulders slump in relief when I see Aaron do the same, following me.
"Hey—" Ibrahim bellows.
I hesitate, turning back slightly, on my heel. "Can I help you?"
"Where do you think you're going?" he says. He pulls a gun from the inside of his jacket and points it at us.
"That doesn't actually concern you," I say as if it personally offended me he'd even ask.
"Don't you dare—"
But before I know it, Aaron's hand has grabbed mine and we're sprinting down the hallway, my heart thudding against my chest as we do. But not before Ibrahim pulls out his gun and shoots. Once. Twice. Three times, and in close range.
Aaron hisses in pain just as we pass through the door behind which Nazeera is waiting. She pulls her invisibility over us just in time but I notice we all stop, just as Aaron's breath starts quickening and I can imagine him slumped against the wall.
"Shit," she says. "Did you get shot?"
"Obviously," Aaron bites out.
"Dammit, Warner, what the hell is wrong with you? We have to get back to the plane in the next fifteen minutes, or they're going to leave without us."
"What? Why would—"
"Because I told them to. We have to get Ella out of here no matter what. I can't have them waiting around for us and risk getting killed in the process."
"Your sympathy is truly heartwarming. Thank you."
She sighs. "Where did you get shot?"
"In my leg."
"Can you walk?"
"I should be able to in just a minute."
I hear her hesitate. "What does that mean?"
"If I manage to live long enough, maybe I'll tell you."
She's unamused. "Can you really start running in just a minute?"
"Okay," I cut in, just as I hear soldiers barreling through the hallway. "We don't have time for this. Nazeera—you got an emergency escape plan for us?"
