Grace’s POV
We are going to win. I can sense that. Gwen’s eyes were telling us to continue that we don’t have to worry. Therefore… I will move forward. I saw her free hand and a detonator slid from her sleeve. I kick off my heels and slide on the shiny tiles.
Samuel must have noticed what I’m trying to do.
“Mara!” he called her. She turned around and Geneva supported me.
She kicks her arms that hold the detonator. I grabbed it and crushed the detonator at once. She turns pale. Samuel grabs her neck using his arms and choke her up. What is that?
“Watch out, Samuel!” I yelled. But before Mara can thrust the syringe in his arms, Diego and Clark hold her wrist.
June’s gun and everyone’s weapon had already pointed towards her head. Her eyes show that she loses the game.
“How can you all do this together? All of you should see each other as enemies. But why?” she asked. Gwen sighed.