I got the door shut behind us without making enough noise to matter, or at least I hoped so. I stood there for a second with my hand still pressed against it, listening for any shift in the corridor outside. The heavy dragging footsteps of the Hybrid, the wet shuffle of the Infected around it. Nothing changed in the rhythm out there. We hadn't been seen.
I let out a quiet breath.
"A little warning next time would be nice!" Maribel pulled her arm back, rubbing her wrist, voice pitched low but carrying every ounce of her irritation.
"There was a Hybrid at the end of the corridor," I said. "I didn't have time to write you a note."
"I understand that, but you nearly yanked my arm out of the socket and I almost went face-first into the door frame," she snapped. "A single word would have done it."
"You don't react to threats fast enough for a single word to help," I said. "Which is exactly why I wanted you to stay out of this building."
