Chapter 16

Pulse careening upward, forehead cold with sweat. Breathing in, breathing out, not too quick. Frozen.

“You found me. Been looking?” said Edgar, lip ring glinting in and out of the light. “Just get to the road.” The blade twitched against her skin, point stinging one nerve alight. “I’ve got a gun in my other hand; I’ll tell you where to go.”

She pressed th…