Chapter 97

Mr. Preston grabbed his walkie-talkie. “Search the entire estate—every room. Don’t leave anything unchecked,” he ordered. “Everyone to the safe room.”

Evie stopped cold. “The safe room?” she breathed. She didn’t even know where it was, or if she was supposed to go there at all.

Panic surged. She bolted down the hall. “Jenna!” she yelled.

A window caught her eye. She looked out—and her stomach drop