Chapter Fifteen
WITH A VERITABLE TSUNAMI heading right for me, I had a split second to choose between drawing my gun for an attack (hopefully before the water could reach me) or running for cover. In the end, I decided I didn’t know how taking down Matten would affect the momentum of water that was already in motion, so I bolted for one of the statues. Whether that decision was purely logical or emotional avoidance...I could unpack that sometime I wasn’t in danger of imminent death.
The nearest statue was of a young woman in a flowing dress mid-step in a dance. The one foot that remained grounded was the easiest thing to lock my arms around, as I tried to shield the rest of my body behind the pedestal it was attached to. My heartbeat pounded in my ears for those drawn out moments before
