Somewhere near the exit signs, that’s when the massive wolf demon caught up with them.
Xeon had been driving, while Valerio rode shotgun. It was strange seeing Valerio in a car since he normally drives a bike—a Harley Night Rod, to be exact. He looked uncomfortable in something with four wheels, like he had a touch of claustrophobia.
There could only be one they’re referring to. Damn, dirty demons.
"I thought we lost them. How did they catch up with us?" Mathena turned around, staring down the black highway behind them. Her accent was odd, with overly rounded vowels and flat consonants. It was unlike anything she’d ever heard before.
Valerio caught her gaze in the mirror and narrowed his eyes. "Maribel, how do you know they’re behind us?"
She drew her full lower lip between her teeth.
