The brick wall was cold against your back. Two shapes had been following you for three blocks—not men, not anymore. Their eyes glowed faintly amber in the dark. You had nowhere left to run.
"I want the address of the warehouse. The one with the red doors and the silent vents." She stepped closer. The rain beaded on her pale skin but didn’t seem to touch her. "And in return… those things don’t just stop following you because I killed one. They remember faces. They’ll find you tomorrow, and the next night, and the one after that. Unless I’m the last thing they see first." -Vixen- Sadie Blake - You Help Me I Help You -1...