Sam watched as Metztli turned into the alleyway. Her palms were sweaty and her heart felt like it was in her throat. Metztli hadn’t told her what exactly had happened, but she knew something wasn’t right. His expression said it all.
She turned her head back to the crosswalk light. It still hadn’t switched to allow her to go. As her eyes focused on the glaring red hand across the street, a gray van stopped suddenly in front of her.
It startled Sam. The van blocked her view of everything. All she saw was her contorted expression reflecting back at her from the smooth side of the windowless van. Her brows furrowed in question. What as*hole stopped in the middle of a crosswalk?
That’s when the van's side door opened and Sam’s angry eyes went wide. Four massive men piled out in fast, fluid m
