“Keep moving.” Blade said motioning deeper into the trees.
We searched another twenty minutes while tension climbed tighter with every second but nobody found anything except broken branches and fading tracks leading toward the road beyond the creek
Raze was gone. Long gone. But he wanted us chasing him anyway.
“Son of a bitch.” Drake yelled kicking a fallen branch hard enough to snap it in half.
“He wanted a reaction.” I said.
“He got one.” Drake said.
I glanced toward him carefully while moonlight cut across the side of his face and the fury sitting there looked dangerously close to spiraling into something reckless again. ‘
“He’s trying to get inside your head.” I said quietly.
“Little late for that.” Drake laughed without humor.
Nobody answered because none of us could
