Chapter 7

• BREA POV
• The night was utter chaos. Candice had tried to run, and she'd grabbed Brian's hand at the last minute, but a shot in their direction had rendered them immobile till three of the men holding guns rounded us up. They shoved at us, rough-handling anyone that tried to resist as they pushed us toward their boss.
• Ana's pale face told me she was on the verge of fainting but Ryder was still holding her hand, so I guess she had someone to lean on. I was all on my own.