Chapter 79
- The world returned to me in fragments—pain first, a sharp throb at the side of my head—then light, then the scent of blood thick in the air.
- When my eyes finally focused, I saw Zeke leaning against his car, sleeves rolled up, wiping his hands with a white handkerchief that was no longer white.
- “Ouch…” I muttered, pressing my palm to the sore spot pulsing at my skull.