"ZANDER!" I YELLED TO him through our mental connection.
I renewed my struggle against Caroline, but she held tightly, her grip like super glue. All I could do was stare at Zander and watch events unfold. He stood straight and tall, regret and resignation filling his face. My mind called to him again, but he didn't answer. Then I remembered the bricked-up wall that I'd raised on our drive here. I imagined a bulldozer swinging at it, and a second later it tumbled to the ground.
"Zander!" I tried again.
"It's going to be okay," he answered, keeping his eyes on Iosefa. "Stay where you are."
"What do you think you are going to do? He's trying to kill you. And if he doesn't, Isaac's parents will. And then there's crazy Caroline."