Abby didn’t wait for him to finish the taunt.
She bolted.
She kept low, darting between leaning pallets and stacks of crates, her shoes slapping softly against the concrete. Every sharp inhale scraped her lungs raw. She wasn’t as fast as usual, weakened by the wolfsbane.
But she still ran, leading him away from Olivia and the baby.
A pallet wobbled as she squeezed past it, splinters catching her sleeve. She shoved it harder as she passed. It tipped and crashed behind her in an explosion of wood.
“What the hell!” Arnie roared.
She veered right, ducking under a hanging sheet of cloudy plastic. It clung to her face for a split second, blinding her. She ripped through it and kept moving. Her heart pounded so hard she thought it might give her away all on its own.
Bootsteps thundered af
