Isabel POV
The sharp crack of gunfire echoed through the ravine, bouncing off the rocks. I froze. It wasn't close, but it wasn't far either.
"They've found our trail." Miguel said.
"We need to move. Now." Marissa said, her tone sharp.
I glanced at Diego, slumped against the rock. His eyes fluttered open briefly, and he let out a weak groan. He wasn't in any condition to walk, let alone run.
"We can't leave him behind," I said firmly.
Miguel didn't even look at me as he slid his arm under Diego's, hauling him upright. "We're not."
Marissa scanned the trees, her rifle ready. "The sound came from the west. If we head east, we might have a chance to put some distance between us and them."
"Lead the way," Miguel said, his voice strained under the weight of his brother.
Miguel POV
Every step felt like a battle. Diego was dead weight, his head lolling against my shoulder, but there was no way I was letting go.