Page 54 of Fatality

My jaw clenches so hard I swear you could hear my teeth cracking.

Think, I have to think.

I have an idea, but it could be a gamble, could have me killed by him or a car.

Or actually works.

I shove backward, rolling onto my back, and as I roll, I kick blindly in his direction.

My boot hits something. I don't know what and I don't want to know.

A sharp hiss rings out.

I don't wait to see what happened.

Considering everything I've seen so far, I know he'll recover far too quickly through some fucking miracle.

I scramble to my feet, turn, and run.

“You fucking bitch!” he roars, his voice shifting from anger to pure fury.

Then his laugh echoes behind me again.

God, he's creeping me the fuck out.

He's probably already back on his feet, because apparently his body doesn't function like a normal human's.

I vault over another section of the barrier, hit the ground in a roll, then take off again, disappearing between the shipping containers.

I yank out my comm.

Somehow, it managed to stay unscathed through all that shit.

The screen is slightly cracked, but I don't care.

“Comm,” The words coming out breathless as I run, “localize me and call the cops and medics. Elyas Hurrian is injured in a car crash.”

The comm flickers to life with a faint alert.

I shove it back into my pocket and keep running.

CHAPTER 10

Evren

Monster - Skillet

My pain dampeners kick in a few seconds after every blow she landed.

That fucking brat just hit me.

I wanted to help her, maybe have a little fun with her.

Instead she fucking hit me.

No one.

No one has ever done that.