บท 200: Chapter 200: Fugitive

Was he really? I didn't think so. Sudden anger woke inside me, the same instant power hit my shields. The Enforcers were coming, an alarm claxon sounding overhead as a bright, red light burst into life on the ceiling.

Danilo looked suddenly confused, Charlotte lunging gracefully forward to grasp his arm and jerk him to his feet. So, she did know why we'd come. As she turned with her brother in her grasp, gaze flat and unemotional, I thanked her silently for trusting me.

"I don't think you're ready for this," I said, opening the veil as the magic of four Enforcers hit the door behind us.

"What are you doing?" Panic washed over his face. "I thought you were here to kill me."

Charlotte snorted and shoved him ahead of her through the gap in the veil. "You're an idiot," she winked at me. "This is a jail break."