HANNAH
Blood sprayed across the windshield, the dashboard...my face. My screams were only drowned out by Jace yelling at me to get down. But I couldn't.
I was frozen, wide-eyed, terrified, my mind trying to make sense of what had just happened. Jace grabbed me roughly and pulled me down with him so we were both crouching on the floor of the car. The street was split with cries, yells, and gunshots.
Jace grabbed both my shaky hands in one of his. With the other, he tore his phone out of his pocket. His fingers flew over the screen and then he was yelling into it, "Cade, Chase or whoever the hell this is, get down here fast! We're under attack. The guard has been shot!"
There was a pause before he reeled off our location.
The phone went back into his pocket. Jace raised his head a littl
