Chapter 3

In a flash, a teenage girl, eighteen or so, stormed into view, decked out in sleek

black

gear.

The second the doctors laid eyes on her, their hearts skipped a beat.

She looked sharp, even lethal-way scarier than Dane Grayson ever dreamed of being.

Those icy eyes of hers pinned them in place, like their blood might freeze solid just from her stare.

The head doctor snapped out of it first, his face darkening.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" he roared. "Get out of-"

"Crack!" He didn't finish.

A scream tore out of him as he went flying, slammed into the wall by a brutal kick.

The nurse drawing Zach's blood gaped, wide-eyed.

One second the girl was at the door; now she was right there, looming over her.

on the

clamped

she yelped, pain shooting up

through the

even blink. She yanked the needle

care.

darted to the blood-processing machine nearby, sliding the bag

seconds, she had a fresh transfusion line ready, slipping the needle back into Zach's vein with a

into him, and the fog

in Zach's vision started to clear. He

mumbled, his soft voice

This girl didn't look exactly like it-older, harder-but something in his gut

faltered on the syringe, just

a frozen tundra-cracked open, a ray of

murmured, voice soft. "It's

brushing his fluffy hair, rubbing his

Raven's longtime crew stood frozen, exchanging

on the regular, sure-but they knew it was a mask, a

burly

Grayson stepped through, with this

into him and sneered, "Well,

he figured. People had forgotten what happened when you

his head toward his head

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