CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Steven darts through the darkened wilderness, jumping over bushes and ducking branches as he goes. It’s hard to move fast in the thickness of the woods. Another gunshot whizzes past his ear, but he keeps running. He’s lost his dad, and Evan has been a step ahead of them. Trying his damndest to get a good shot in the dark, mostly at Steven.
Steven kneels down behind a bush to catch his breath. Steven realizes that he needs to make some kind of a game plan if he has any hope of survival. What the hell am I doing, he asks himself? He thinks about how he’d peed his pants only a few hours ago. Now he’s running like a madman, no plan, no focus. It’s no wonder he’s after me more than the others, Steven realizes. He hopes that they’re at least circling and moving in on Evan as
