I could hear many howls emanating closer to Faith. She could wipe out the rogue pack of pretenders if she so desired. She was the avatar of darkness. I now realized that she had orders directly from mum. Apparently, this was some sort of damn tough love idea.
(I wasn’t feeling the love!)
***
Faith’s little ruse bought us a precious minute or two. That was time we ran flat-out, traveling towards the athletic buildings on the neo-gothic campus. Elisa fired seven shots, and six of them hit their mars, as two wolves flopped down, howling in pain then convulsing into turbulent rest.
I’d always heard Elisa talk about her time on the firing range with her dad, and his insistence on her training like all the agents back in his Special Agent days. What I’d never appreciated, was just how effe
