It was the day I’d hoped wouldn’t come.

  Johnnie wiped the fear off of his face with the back of his arm. His legs were trembling as he looked us over.

  “We have to go!” he urged

  Michael jumped off of the bed. “What’s going on?”

  “A shaman walked into the lobby with a bunch of muscle!” Johnnie took a deep breath. “Mei is fighting them right now!”

  My brother had crossed a powerful shaman a while ago. Safe rooms had been broken into, items had been stolen, and now the shaman was out for blood. Since no one could find Billy, the shaman had tried to go through me. We had run from him before, but with all of the fanfare from our dragon hunt, every player in the game knew where we were.

  Michael grabbed the doorknob, but Johnnie refused to be budged.

  “I have to help her.” Michael’s words were filled with the memories of when he had been their prisoner. “Move!”

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  Johnnie shook his head. “Mei said to get you two clear.” He nodded at Mei’s bag. “If you want to help her, grab that.”

  It didn’t take long for us to pack what we owned. We hadn’t planned on living here for long, so we hadn’t bought much more than the basics. The guys had everything they owned on them.

  Once Michael had Mei’s bag, Johnnie opened the door. The sounds of the fight in the lobby rang loudly in our ears as we entered the hall

  Michael turned towards the noise, but Johnnie grabbed his collar.

  “Not that way.”

  I looked at the other end of the hall. It was a dead end.

  “There’s nowhere else to go.” Michael shrugged off the other man’s hand.

  “Trust me.” Johnnie winked.

  A glass-shattering scream of pain was followed by the gurgle of death. Michael took another step the wrong way.

  Johnnie started to object again, but I beat him to it.

  “Mei is doing this so we can get away.” I looked up into his big brown eyes. “She can handle herself.”

  Michael stared at me for a second, and then he nodded.

  “Where do we go?” I asked Johnnie, who was acting more excited than scared.

  Johnnie basically bounced to the end of the hall. Once there, he grabbed his necklace and pressed the pendant against the wall. The guild crest glowed for a second before the wall melted away.

  “Welcome to our escape route.” Johnnie said as he made a little bow.

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