"Behave yourself when we get there." Zoe sighed and shook her head. She walked toward the door, swung it open, and turned.
"Aren't you coming?" she said, her tone making the door tremble slightly under her palm.
Footsteps echoed down the hallway as Leon rushed to catch up. Air flowed between them like a river separating enemies.
Leon's gaze flickered toward Zoe whenever he felt watched.
'Is she always like this, or am I just seeing a different version of her?' His thoughts reeled, finally settling as they reached the base of the stairs.
Ahead, a crowd swarmed the vast space like bees without a hive. Moving through felt like pulling teeth from a live lion.
"Hey, look, just passed." Vera's voice hit the back of Leon the moment he threaded through the first few lines of people.
He turned, met her gaze briefly, then returned his attention to Zoe.
