Deeply immersed in another world, I made myself comfortable in one of the armchairs. I didn't know how long I had been sitting here, but I was already on page 127 and it was a very good book.

I looked up as the door swung open and Reyna stormed in, racing past me. Then she stopped, gave me a quick look, turned around, took me by the hand, and pulled me along. Too confused to understand what was happening, I let myself go along.

"Why are we running?" I asked Reyna, who was chasing me up the stairs. My thigh protested violently. "We're on the run," she answered me briefly,...