I whispered.
“No time,” he snapped. “They’re not just after the twins. They’re cleaning up everything connected to Derek—including you and Josh.”
That was enough.
We piled into the SUV.
The engine roared to life just as the stairwell door burst open behind us. One of the suited men shouted, pointing.
Adrian floored it.
Tires screeched. The car shot forward,continue reading …