The mattress slashed apart.
And standing near the far wall?—
one of the HollowMen.
Black mask.
Knife in hand.
He lunged instantly.
I met him halfway.
The collision drove both of us into the dresser hard enough wood cracked beneath us.
He swung the knife fast.
I caught his wrist.
Twisted.
Bones snapped loudly.
The man screamed.
Good.
I slammed him face-first into the wall.
Again.
Again.
Again.
“WHERE IS SHEPHERD?”
The Hollow Man spit blood onto the floor and laughed.
Actually laughed.
“You already lost.”
Rage exploded through me.
I drove him backward?—
then Wolf suddenly shouted?—
“BLAZE DOWN!”
Gunfire erupted.
The window behind us shattered completely as bullets ripped through the room from outside.
Sniper.
Everybody dropped instantly.
