Chapter 64: Fools Rush In

The pale-faced brute was grinning over Millie Vernell, who lay facedown and bleeding, gloating as if he owned the street. He never noticed me charging up behind him with a palm-sized rock in my hand. Even I hadn't expected to do something so reckless. Maybe it was because I admired Millie. Maybe it was because I despised the man. Maybe the sight of her bleeding dragged up an old memory of being surrounded by thugs. Or maybe it was the panic and shock on Jayla Santee's face. Whatever the reason,...