When the truck stops moving, I wrap my arms protectively around Olivia, almost squishing her to me. She’s usually desperate to leave my arms and run around, not one to be held and cuddled, but the time apart has made her long for my touch as much as I’ve longed for hers. She rests her chubby cheek on my shoulder while her fingers play in my ratty hair. I breathe her in and silently pray I’ll be able to save us both.
A guard walks around the back and opens the truck, directing us out one by one.
Sadie was loaded into the truck unconscious, but she woke up mid-ride, and is once again conscious and mobile. She climbs out, her face still pale, and holds a hand out for Larissa. Next are Dmitry and Sevastian. Then, Devon once again grabs Tati, followed by me and Olivia.
Guards stand between u
