I saw the grey Audi S3 at the back of the hotel carpark.
“Where’s the key?” I texted.
Silas’ next text included a link, which just looked like a load of numbers. When I tapped it, the car’s headlights flashed and I heard the doors unlock.
“How did you do that? Did you just hack a car?”
“Doesn’t matter. Key’s under the passenger seat.”
When I came out of my text messages, every single text I had received or sent vanished from my phone.
No time to question why. I jumped in the driver’s seat, Six found the key under the passenger seat and climbed in.
A thought hit me.
“What is it?” Six asked.
“I haven’t driven for ages,” I said.
“You want me to?”
I looked at Six.
“You can drive?
“Of course,” he shrugged. “I can lose a tail and come out best in a car chase. And we don’t have time to mess around, so decide now.”
I pulled out of our space and accelerated to the gate. As I drove up the ramp, I could make out a figure running towards us – with a gun.