Blood. Everywhere.
Not just blood…body parts. Severed hands, feet, f*****g heads just lying there like someone went full horror movie on these people.
"What the f**k happened?" I blurt, my stomach twisting. It looks like a wild animal went crazy, or maybe a goddamn chainsaw m******e.
I turn to the guy standing behind me. "Where is everyone?"
He shrugs. "I don't know, ma’am. Probably in the safe house."
Oh yeah? Well, I sure as hell don’t see a single goddamn soul.
"Maybe we should check." I start to step forward and almost crush an eyeball under my shoe. I jerk back so fast I almost trip.
The guy's voice tightens. "I don’t think that’s a great idea."
Something about the way he says it makes my skin crawl. I whip around, but too late…his arm locks around my neck from behind.
"What
