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 trembling. "N-No

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

lurched, and I whipped around, pulling Madison with me as we bolted. Footsteps pounded

I yelled, tearing down the alley as fast as I

right on my heels, breathing

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

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

for our lives, darting through tight

We were

do? We're screwed!" Madison cried, despair rising in her

figure closing in. I gritted

figure, getting into a defensive stance.

But as soon as I lunged, he pulled back. It felt like he was holding

landing a solid kick right between his legs. He flinched, and the

and kicked him in the face, sending

shouted from the other