Chapter 94

Camila’s POV We had the impression that the night was consuming us completely. Men scuttled through the streets outside the safehouse, not caring if they destroyed the entire city to reach me. The distant chatter of radios and the low rumble of engines mingled with the steady click of boots on pavement. Alejandro could probably hear my heart thumping from wherever he was. "Remain strong," I told myself repeatedly. You must fight. I must fight for myself, for him, and for them. They believe they can crush us like insects. But I wouldn't stand by and let that happen. "Are we prepared?" I asked in a firm but low voice. Luis responded sharply, "We have to be." "They will arrive at any moment." I swallowed the knot in my throat and nodded. Maya looked at me. Despite being younger than me, she was fierce. "Remember what Alejandro said, cling on, don't die." She smiled grimly. "Not giving up easily." "Well," I replied. "We must not lose one another at this time." The safehouse was a jumble of