Chapter 8
The rain hit Kris like a typhoon. It stung her face, her skin, her eyes; but she didn’t turn back. She did have to pee; that much was true. But she wasn’t about to go back to captivity.
She was going to run for it. She’d had some luck in the city. In the woods, during this storm, she might have an honest chance. It was probably a slim one, but it was the only one she had.
So I’m going to take it, she told herself, and headed towards the bush.
She had heard everything those men had been talking about. From what she could gather, Korrin and Ruslo were cousins, and there had been an assassination attempt on their lives tonight. From the sound of it, they had killed Korrin’s brother.
She didn’t know why, but that stung. There was some kind of problem going on wherever t
