Chapter 222

Jenna curled tighter in the backseat, sobs shaking her shoulders. She pressed her hands over her ears, but the noise wouldn’t stop—gunfire, screeching tires, the sickening thud of bullets hitting metal. The car reeked of burnt powder. Her whole body trembled, her mind racing.

She’d never faced anything like this. It wasn’t some bad dream she could shake off. This was real, happening now, and there