Allison's POV

I followed after him, jumping into the car after him. But he didn't look at me. His eyes were trained forward, concentrated beyond the windscreen, even though we were in the backseat.

His eyes burned like hot coals through the air, and his lips were sealed shut, refusing to move. He said nothing and did nothing but stare right into space.

When the guard turned to him, he gave a gentle shake of his head. It must be a signal, because the engine roared to life then, humming in the ...