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She turned right Her muscles tensed, ready—

The bus pulled away She prepared to launch herself into a run

A sedan stopped at the curb Two rabbed her arm The three surrounded her and spirited her into the car, which rolled away in seconds

They’d planned this, hadn’t they?

In the backseat, one of the men tied her hands in front of her with nylon cord The other pressed a gun to her ribs

The one froer side of the front seat and looked back at her

“You’re Warren and Suzanne West’s daughter”

Not like this was news

“What will the Olympiad do to keep you safe?”

“You’ll have to ask them,” she said

“I will” He grinned, a self-satisfied, cat-with-the-canary grin that she recognized froht they’d done soured out how to corner the Olympiad As if no one else had tried this before

“What are you going to do with me?” She said it perfunctorily It was a way to make conversation Maybe distract him