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

moment to take in what we'd seen before the masked figure seemed to notice us. He

me as we bolted. Footsteps pounded behind us. He was chasing us with his knife in

the alley as fast

right on

someone? We need to

about it! You want to end up back in prison, you idiot? We need to lose this

for our lives, darting through tight alleys, twisting and turning until we

We

screwed!" Madison cried, despair

saw the masked figure closing in. I gritted my teeth and said, "You

to face the masked figure, getting into a defensive stance.

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

between his legs. He flinched, and the knife

chance and kicked him in the

shouted from the other