Letitia ran faster and longer than she ever thought she could.
How long had the rat been chasing her?
The giant rat stomped after her, hissing and knocking over streetlights.
She wouldn’t stop.
She ran, not just for herself, but for Kedron. For all the other people this damn rat killed.
A dark, expansive green space stretched out ahead—a park.
She steered toward it. The rat followed, and a car horn blared.
Soon she was running on grass toward a baseball field.
This rat was going to make her run until she dropped dead.
Fine. Better to drop dead than be mauled. She wasn’t going to give the beast that pleasure. Dropping dead of a heart attack would be a victory for her.
A black mass flew overhead, followed by a throaty gronk.
A raven.
Another raven flew over, crisscrossing with th
