a's skin. She ran down the muddy mountain road. Aidan

pine. The metallic taste of blood coated the back of he

w down. He yelled over the sound of the storm, telling her they

blinding headlights pierced the darkness behind them. Two black SU

e narrow road completely. Four bodyguards jumped out into the rain. They f

. He stepped closer. He smiled and said the mad

face and pulled the trigger. A hollow click sounded. Th

kicked the heavy wooden stock of the gun. The weapon f

use her nails and teeth to keep him away from the old man. The m

r knees in the muddy water. Her stomach cramped

the switchblade high, aiming the sharp

entire body weight forward, landing directl

in the night. The steel blad

e wound instantly. It mixed with the cold rain, tur

tected her since she was a baby. He was sliding off her, his

ck. He turned his attention back to Tina. She was compl

headlights lit up the highway ahead. The bright

stop, completely blocking the rest of the road

of the convoy made them freeze. They raised their

ybach slowly opened. A black carbon-fibe

Ingram Santiago, the CEO of the Santiago Corporation,

e like glacial ice. He slowly scanned the bl

olding the umbrella. Palmer lowered his head and asked qu

Maybach license plates. Their faces drained of color.

yes locked onto the girl lying in the

anding above her. She reached out with a trembling, blood-soaked han

sperate will to live in her eyes. Somethin

heavily armed security personnel from the convoy drew their

that Tina was safe. His chest stopped

olding her sanity together snapped. Her eyes rolled

e ignored the mud and the blood. He scoo

ped out of her wet pocket. It fell in

f his eye. He looked down. His pupils shrank t

nd reached into the cold mud. He picked up the small, pink dolphin c

sity. He turned to Palmer. He ordered the convoy to return to the penthouse i