CHAPTER TEN
AS MINA CREPT ALONG the dark alley, stalking her prey, she glanced over her shoulder to check she hadn't become the hunted. The knot in her stomach wound tighter, and she wished she weren't so mule-headed and had asked for backup before leaving the Sanctuary. Turning forward again, she frowned. Not that I would've gotten it. As she peered into the darkness, the knot jumped into her throat: she couldn't see the shadow she was tracking. Reaching out with other senses, the catawampus flutes no longer resonated through her blood. She shook her head and chastised herself for being such a scaredy-cat. Pausing at every skitter of stone and splash of water, she'd let her quarry get too far ahead.
Mina took the next section of alley in a tiptoed run. If she lost Lin now, if Lin got to
