Prologue
Leo's grip was faltering. Maybe it was because everyone told him he wasn't as strong as people with bionic chips. Maybe it was because he was scared to injure chase like he did to Taylor. Maybe he just wasn't strong enough.
"Leo, you have to let go!" he yells. "It's going to take you with it!" "I'm not letting go!" he counters. He continues to struggle.
"Give me your hand," he yells, reaching. Chase stretches his arm out, but there's too much space separating them.
Then suddenly, leo's hand finds chase's. Leo loosens his grip on the limo, ready to pull chase to safety. The limo slides out of his grip.
All leo can see is chase's terrified face before he is gone.
