“Hey wait!” Kayla yelled, chasing after the lady walking backwards. The lady turned the corner after taking a quick look at Kayla.
Kayla followed her into a dead end. As she turned on the street, the girl was nowhere to be found.
“Where'd she go?” Kayla asked herself aloud. She let out a sigh of hopelessness.
“Wherever yo spell-casting self is finna go!” an elderly masculine voice growled from behind her. Immediately, she heard weapons charging.
“Look!” Kayla raised her hands up in surrender. “I don't want any—”
“Enough of ya!” the man yelled. “Just turn around slowly and keep your hands up in the air.”
Kayla turned around and raised an eyebrow at crowd of people with pointed rifles at her.
“Net her!” the man yelled to a man holding a gun with a string in its barrel.
That's when a
