Isabel's POV
The gunshot echoed like a thunderclap, making me freeze mid-step. Diego stiffened against my side, his breath catching as his head whipped around toward the sound.
"That was close," Marissa said, her voice tight as she scanned the tunnels. She shifted her rifle slightly, signaling for silence as we listened. The boots chasing us had fallen quiet too.
Diego grabbed my arm. "Miguel... Mom..." he said as he looked back hoping to still see them coming behind but they were stuck with Gideon.
I shook my head, forcing calm into my voice. "We keep moving, Diego. We can't help them if we get caught." I said as I looked at Andrew who as well is unsure of what to say. I took his hands and pulled him forward with me.