334: RUNNING ON FUMES

LUKE'S POV I carefully lifted Ariel into my arms; a sense of urgency gripped me. Her breathing was shallow, and I knew I had to get her medical help fast. I made my way towards the exit of the abandoned house, and I could feel Ariel's weight in my arms. Plus, I was enervated. But it was all worth it. Reaching the doorway, my movements faltered, my eyes widening in alarm as I spotted a group of men standing just outside, their figures illuminated by the dim light filtering through the windows. They held their guns with an air of authority, sending shivers down my spine. But hell no! I wasn't going to be terrified of these morons. I still needed to be careful, though. I quickly dove back into the shadows, pressing myself against the wall as I assessed the situation. Those were undoubtedly the men in the scumbag outfit. I couldn't let them see me. That might just put Ariel's life in more and more danger. My mind raced with possibilities, each one more ominous than the last. But one t