Chapter 8 Poor And Miserable?

• Chris remembered what the Soul Racer had told him earlier. That voice still echoed in his head like a distant war drum. He rose to his feet, ignoring the chaos around him.
• Just as he tried to walk away, Zack snatched him by the collar and dragged him back roughly.
• “Don’t you ever walk out on me, Chris! Show some respect!” Zack barked, his voice sharp with threat, his eyes mocking. He was trying to reduce Chris to nothing, and he wasn’t even subtle about it.