Chapter Sixteen Rena
RENA WAS FRUSTRATED. After trying to search for Max for the last hour, she found herself in a place she never wanted to be – lost and alone in the desert without her cell phone or a flashlight. An image of her on a reality show describing how she’d barely survived all night in the Mojave made her cringe. Not only would it be humiliating, but she’d never hear the end of it from her coworkers. She’d be a laughing stock of the entire LVMPD.
“i***t,” she mumbled, chastising herself again for the twentieth time. She should have turned heel and ran back to her car after seeing that wolf-like creature. But not her, she was as stupid as the women in those “B” movies. The ones who were eventually caught and murdered savagely by deranged lunatics.
Max, when I see you again, I
