I know, thought Carlos. I know it's you. That's why I'm running. His feet pounded the dirt and cracked pavement, hoping to God he could disappear into the fog before Kevin found him.

He rounded a corner and saw a dark, empty doorway loom out of the fog. Skidding to a halt, Carlos slipped inside. He pressed himself up against a wall and did his damnedest to slow his breathing and calm his heart.

He had to be silent.