Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

my side started to ache, so I put more weight on my right side
as we ran, digging my heels in.
How were we going to get out? Fuck.
There were no trees around that wall, and we couldn’t
climb the goddamn gate. We needed to get around to the main
road before they left and disappeared.
But as we approached, the cold night air stinging my
lungs, I slowed for a second, noticing that the gate wasn’t
closed. Not entirely.
It wasn’t fucking closed.
Relief washed over me, but we didn’t stop to question. We
slipped through the opening and raced for our cars buried
beyond the trees.
GGlancing back, I noticed the cameras hung by their wires,
dangling like a dead animal, and something was lodged in the
hinges of the gate. I laughed under my breath.
Thanks, guys. David and Lev might hate me, but they
knew my sister didn’t.
My father’s people were going to notice the cameras were
offline any second, though, if they hadn’t already.
We dashed to the cars, Rika jumping in Michael’s old GG-
Class, and Will and I taking his SUV.
Barreling onto the dirt road, I stepped on the gas, kicking
up the gears and storming down the empty path. I kept the
lights low, counting the seconds in my head as Rika followed
close behind.
They got them in the car. They have to get all the way
down the driveway and through the gate. Then pull onto the
road, and hopefully they weren’t in a rush, so they wouldn’t be
far ahead of us. What if I lost track of her? Where would my
father take them?
We charged out onto the highway, bouncing and skidding
as I jerked the steering wheel right and laid back on the gas.
Rika swerved behind me, getting control of her car again, and
I kept my eyes peeled on the road ahead.