Chapter 252

• ZAYNE
• Guards poured into the hallway. We fought through them like we were made for this. Claws out, teeth bared, fists cracking bones, boots slamming into ribs. There were too many of them, too little space, and too much rage in my chest.
• We reached the file room after what felt like forever. Papers everywhere. Metal cabinets ripped open. The whole place smelled like chemicals and ink. Xander grabbed a folder. “Zayne…”