erself on her ability to be perfectly silent when she wanted to be. It was a skill that had saved her life on more than on

How is this possible?' Vix had checked his pulse, put her hand in front

er jaw, but the shivers just moved on to her arms, instead. Then her leg

getting as far away from that...' Man? Ghost? M

ore her that told her to leave him be, she could not stop followi

tion. It was like he was a magnet, pu

ng absolutely quiet as she ducked from cover to cover. The moon was beginning to creep above the buildings, peeking through

on the street, which was rare, he would suddenly change directions, going down the nearest side street or alleyw

sed stubborn and curious to turn back. Vix stayed just out of sight, wondering where in the world he could

tuffy smell of nearby water, mixing with the too-sweet

ouses. Their windows mostly gone or shattered, the toothless

e. The idea had not occurred to her yet – or pe

e type. 'But that was before he came back to life right i

ea what was happening, she was not about to make any hasty decis

m behind the half-collapsed wall where she had hidden herself. He was glancing all about him. Had he finall

ot seem to have seen her. Yet the desperation of his searching only increased with each passing momen

owed the depth of his growing panic. 'What is he doing?' she wondered, unsettled. Everything

arest warehouse, then dropped like a plunging hawk. It fell directly atop Caine, crashing into him like a boulder. Without a sound, the young man

nter had been real was the dull thud

face-down on the street with the shadow standing over him. Suddenly the m

was hard to be sure. The figure's body was nondescript, hidden beneath fo

f dusky light from beneath the brim of the hat, where their eyes

ently. She hoped

ant, harsh, metallic noise. She strained her ears to hear past it, cursing the timing of the weird no

ar squashing her lungs against the inside of h

rough the door of the nearby warehouse. The sound of Caine's

r was closed

s left