“No!” Macey yelled and bolted across the room. Winters, open the door, sir.” And Preston was halfway there. I was unlatching the glass when I noticed Preston was no longer beside us. Without the right answer, everything would have been for nothing. “That’s a bread truck,” Preston said, glancing out the window. Just then the truck honked again, as if in answer. Bex and Liz are outside waiting for us, and we have to go. “Look, Preston, I wish we could explain everything. People on Vespas tried to squeeze around. Down below, we saw a truck moving to block the narrow passage. “Macey?” He turned to her just as there was a honk in the alley behind the school. “Look, we don’t have time to explain it all now, but we need you to trust us.” I didn’t see Bex and Liz, but they were out there. But you aren’t.” I stole a glance out the window.
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