Isabella, Xander, and her parents fled for their life as the winding alleyways of Nairobi twisted and turned like a serpent and sirens screamed louder in the distance. Isabella's thoughts was troubled by Abiola's betrayal, and her heart hurt when she realised that trust had become a luxury they could no longer afford. However, there was no time to grieve; just now, the only thing that mattered was surviving.
"Keep going!" With a loud voice from effort, Xander yelled. Their footsteps splattered across puddles from a previous rain as he guided them through a tangle of side streets. The sound of their pursuers' pounding boots approaching could be heard.
With a resolute fire in his eyes, Brad pushed ahead despite his gasping for air. He breathed heavily as he said, "There's a safe house not far from here." "I got the coordinates from Amina. We may have an opportunity to reassemble if we can make it there.
Christine squeezed her husband's hand for a moment and nodded. She whispered, "Hopef
