The Blood Debt

But Liam’s already on our tail, bumping into the car as if he doesn’t give a shit, and it terrifies me. Not because of what it could do to the car, but because of what it could do to him.

His life is on the line.

And he’s willing to throw it away just like that.

“Stop the car,” I bark.

“Are you out of your mind?” Luca growls, swerving from left to right.

“We’re going too fast,” Jill says with a panicky voice. “The road is too narrow, Luca. You need to slow down.”

“Fuck no, he’ll catch up with us,” he says, tearing the wheel so fast I’m flung into my sister’s arms.

“You’re gonna get us killed!” Jill screeches.

Right then, Liam bumps into the back of the car.

“What the fuck is he doing!?” Luca roars. “Does he want to die?!”

“He wants me,” I say. “And he won’t stop. Please. Luca. You have to stop.”

“Or what?” He turns his head to look at me.

“Or we all die.”

The fury in his eyes is all-consuming.

SCREECH!

The brakes hit so fast I can’t prepare, and neither can Liam as the motorcycle crashes into the car. The rear window shatters, and I close my eyes to stop the glass shards from blinding me.

Suddenly, an arm is wrapped around my body.

Everything is happening too fast.

And when I open my eyes again, Liam has latched himself onto the metal of the car through the window. He’s holding on for dear life.

“I FUCKING WARNED YOU!” he screams at Luca.

Jill scratches and claws at Liam’s arm, but I shove her away. When she bites him, he retracts his hand from my arm, but his eyes no longer look human.

He’s gone beyond rage.

Oh, God.

This is bad. Very bad.

His hand wraps around her neck, and he drags her toward him.

“NO!” I scream as she gasps for air.

Luca hits the brakes again, and I’m flung around the car. We come to a full stop, but it’s too late. Liam has hauled her out of the car and drags her by her shirt back to his motorcycle.

Luca jumps out of the car with his gun in his hand, leaving me locked inside.

I jerk the door handle, but it refuses to loosen.

Fuck. Fuck! FUCK!