The silence between us barely lasted a second before the roar of several engines invaded the parking garage. Zoella and I turned our heads at the same time. From the same ramp I had come down, several black SUVs began speeding down one after another. Their tires screeched against the concrete as they blocked the exit with unsettling precision, and the doors flew open.
Men dressed completely in black stepped out. One blond-haired man, in particular, raised a hand and said,
"I want the hybrid alive."
I felt all the blood drain from my body.
One of the men looked up, and we hid for just a moment.
It was enough.
I didn't even have time to breathe.
"We have to get out of here! Unless you want to die."
Zoella's words hit me like a bucket of cold water.
"Who are those men?" I asked curio
