CASE STOOD FROZEN, watching the door handle turn. Snap out of it, she swore at herself. She had only one chance, and it wasn’t waiting to die.
Snap out of itGrabbing the bottle of alcohol, she shoved it into her back pocket. She ran to the door, stopping three paces away. Close enough for surprise but far enough to get up speed. Dropping into a crouch, she tensed to charge when the door opened. Charge past the two ghouls before they could stop her. She hoped.
The door swung open. She charged.
Straight into a pack of Hollow Boys.
She slammed into the boy at the front, throwing him into the ones behind. They all collapsed in a heap in the hallway, Case on top.
Her mind raced. These boys were bringing her to Stayne and Stryke so they could t*****e and kill her. She had to get up. She had
