The Betrayal
"Flora, go!"
Lorne's voice broke through the mayhem, hard and insistent. He had her arm and pulled forward as the walls appeared to press in on them. The air was thick with dust, concrete and sweat clingy, like a wet second skin.
She stumbled but kept moving. Her legs screamed with every step, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered but getting away. But Adrian-
She twisted her head around. "We have to go back."
Lorne didn't break stride. "We can't."
Flora braked, her heels digging into the floor so she jerked out of his grasp. "I'm not leaving him!"
Lorne pivoted, frustration etched into every line on his face-and something else-something almost like fear. "Flora, listen to me. We don't have time to play hero. Adrian knew what he was doing. He told me to get you out.
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