CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
It went easy enough at first. Lutz came with them with nothing more than a string of curses and preteen-level pouting all the way to the station. Ellington sat in the back of the car with her which, Mackenzie assumed, was why she remained so civil. Yet, the moment they arrived at the station and Mackenzie opened the rear passenger door for Lutz, it all changed very fast.
The moment Lutz was out of the car, she slammed her right foot down on Mackenzie’s ankle. Mackenzie buckled but caught herself against the side of the car. When Lutz tried to make a run for it, Mackenzie reached out, grabbed her, and slammed her against the side of the car—perhaps a little too hard. It felt good but it was also a simple move that showed just how rusty her time off had made her.
Lutz
