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The alarm split through the night air, and the other guards began running in the opposite direction.
As soon as they disappeared into the night, Lolita jerked up. “We need to get out of here?” Her voice was as unsteady as her breath.
I jolted up. But before I could move, a shadow dropped over us and a hand shot out, clamping around my wrist.
Lolita's eyes widened. “Please don’t punish her. It was all my idea.” Her voice was even now more unsteady.
The guard took off his helmet, and I instantly recognized him. Unlike the other guards who’d beat us, abuse us, he was different. He didn’t attack us, but he stood and watched.
He narrowed his gaze at me. “If you keep at this, they’d kill you,” he said, before dragging his gaze to Lolita. “You think he sold off is worse than dea
