The last runner : Academy of magic

Chapter thirty nine : Race to safety

That night was a night Thomas would never forget, a night he saw his family murdered brutally and his city turn into a place of torment, the voice of crying, wailing and even many innocents slain. If only the hand of the clock could be rewind he would have done better, he would not have trusted Dylan, things would have been done differently.

Under the moonlight he could see his elder brother's hands quivering on the steering and his lips trembling.

He didn't stop the car to take a break until the sun fully came up, they had no idea where they were going but Thomas knew Matt was taking them as far away from New York City as possible.

"We should take a break Matt," Thomas said.

Matt didn't answer a word not until Thomas repeated himself. "No Thomas, we can't stay here,"

"I said stop the car Matt, goodness you don't even have a clue where you are taking us!" Thomas said aloud and Matt held the brake screeching the car wheels to the side of the road.

"Get out!" Matt said.

"What?"

"I said