He grabs my hand and yells,"Come on!" But I don't move. "What are you doing here?" I ask him.
But time is running out, and I my outstretched hand. Instantly, Alexie takes it. I step onto the railing, and Alexie joins me, standing high above the water running below.
I may never get off this bridge. I might die in Paris. Right here. Right now. But I won't die alone, and for that I will always treasure Alexie.
I drop Alexie's hand. When hie eyes go wide, I say, "Thank you." And then I jump, falling free, crashing to the roof of the ship below. A second later, Alexie follows.
I turn to Noah . "Did we get it?" He shrugs "There's one way to know." Then he and Rosie turn and start towards the stairs that lead to a lower levels. The steps are narrow and slick as I follow Noah, Alexie on our heels.
"Grace, do you think the royal family would try to harm you?" Ann's voice says. Then , a few moments later: "Get her."