Ghosted (Team Zero #3) by Rina Kent

“Help–” I attempt to scream, but my heel catches a crack in the pavement. I fall so fast, so hard. My head bumps onto a sharp edge.

Cheek resting against the cold ground, my eyes prickle with tears as intense pain assaults my head. My skull seems to have been cracked into two separate entities. My lungs no longer receive air as my vision doubles then triples.

In my peripheral vision, the stranger’s blurred face smirks.

I was scared the first time I met him. Now, I’m terrified.

Darkness sucks me in its clutches.