Chapter 25
An intet blocked her path. A family crowded in on top. Perched on their padded seats, towering above the bedlam.
The man holding the flower shaped wheel screamed, “Out of the way. Out of the way, or I’ll drive right over you.” He inched forward as the people in front of him tried to squeeze out of his path.
“No!” a woman screamed in front of the intet.
Maggie didn’t have time to see the woman’s fate as she disappeared below the wheels.
Maggie grabbed the side of the intet, hauling herself up onto the seats.
“Get down!” A finely dressed woman jabbed a sword at Maggie.
Maggie batted the sword away and leapt to the front of the intet. The man tried to push her down, but she’d already grabbed the wheel. His knuckles hit her cheek, but she’d done her damage. The flower wheel w
