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 mouth with her hand, her voice

had a moment to take in what we'd seen before the masked

we bolted. Footsteps pounded behind us. He was chasing us with his

I yelled, tearing down the alley as fast as

right on

Did he just kill someone? We need to call the police!" she gasped,

I shook my head wildly. "Don't even think about it! You want to end up back in prison, you idiot?

tight alleys, twisting and turning

wall. We

screwed!" Madison cried, despair rising in her

I gritted my

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

moved closer. But as soon as I lunged, he pulled back. It felt like

kick right between his legs. He flinched, and the knife dropped from his hand, hitting

in

from the other side