Chapter Seventeen Nathan
“WHAT THE FUCK... WHAT the fuck...what the f**k just happened back there?” hollered Nathan, pacing back and forth above the city lights. They’d landed on the roof terrace of an older hotel that was being renovated, directly above the strip.
“Calm down, Nathan,” replied Celeste, holding up her hands. “Just relax.”
He stopped and stared at her incredulously. “Calm down? We just escaped from a group of werewolf-looking freaks and shot through the sky like a meteor! That’s not something that happens every day. That’s not something that happens, period!”
“Sounds pretty incredible, I agree.”
“Sounds pretty incredible,” he repeated with a shrill laugh. “And what about you, Celeste? Are you some kind of Marvel comic book mutant babe? I guess that would make sense. You
