Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Yvan didn't stick around either. He headed straight back to the banquet hall.

Madison and I exchanged a glance, both of us trying to figure out what just happened.

"What was that about?" Madison asked, furrowing her brow. "What's Yvan up to?"

"Probably something sketchy," I muttered. "Looks like Yvan's definitely planning something big. Do you think it's tied to Murphy?"

"Could be." Madison nodded. "Those two already have some history. They might be working together."

We were still talking when we heard a muffled crash echo further down the alley, followed by a woman's scream.

"Help!"

It was a bloodcurdling shriek that made my skin crawl.

Madison and I jumped, then turned to see where it came from. In the dim light, we spotted someone lying on the ground, completely still. Standing over the body was a masked figure holding a weapon.

"Oh my God!" I gasped, instinctively taking a step back. "Is t-that a person?"

her hand, her voice trembling. "N-No way.

to take in what we'd seen before the masked figure seemed to notice us. He snapped his head up, looking

as we bolted. Footsteps pounded behind us. He was chasing

the alley as fast as

on my heels,

just kill someone? We need to call the police!" she

about it! You want to end up back in prison,

through tight

wall. We

do we do? We're screwed!" Madison cried,

glanced back and saw the masked figure closing in. I gritted

to face the masked figure, getting into a defensive stance. To my surprise, he

closer. But as soon as I

legs. He

and kicked him in the face, sending him crashing to

Madison shouted from the other side