"Back in the car," I ordered. The three warriors started to push towards the rear door of the car, where the driver waited with the engine running. Some members of the crowd saw what we were doing and moved to block us, but a loud growl from the dog stopped them. Hands reached out to grab us, and I heard a rip as the sleeve of my dress tore in someone's hand. Amy pulled loose from another's grasp, and our guards formed a wedge to make a path for us. Amy and I grabbed onto their suit jackets to keep up after we broke out of the people. The first...