The rage I can feel emanating from Karl is palpable. I’ve never felt anything like it. There are shouts and crashes echoing down the hallway as we rush after him. I grab Ezra’s arm before he and Bea can enter the melee that’s broken out. Cass halts at my heels, looking around us continually as if she expects to be grabbed at any second. Ezra looks down at me and I know that I can’t let him go in there. He looks shattered.

“Is there an exit this way?” I ask, ...