Chapter 104

Farren's Point of View

I ran to the road as fast as I could. Looked back once or twice to see Quintez hot on my heels. Slobber ran down the sides of his muzzle as he came at me. Kept enough distance between us to keep the men following us at bay. Some had shifted fully. Others were only halfway. Most of them had guns. Shot at the air all around me.

I swallowed down the urge to fall to the ground. Forced my legs to keep moving. There was a screaming pain in my side now. Stung like a thousand bees never could. Being fit and being skinny was not mutually inclusive, I had just realized. Just because I weighed closer to a brick than a person didn't mean I could run any faster.

One thing that kept echoing inside my mind was the man who had helped us this far. Who had fallen. Died right beside me. There was no time to thank him for what he had done. For all the help he had been. He had given up his life for me. For Alejandro. Roberto Ramirez was nothing like his father.

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