Page 46 of Devil’s Deceit

Risk doesn't waste a second. He rushes toward me like a comet. But he doesn't get the chance to take me down. Ghost does that for him. He cracks me in the forehead with the butt of his gun and I go down. The gravel bites into my knees, the world turning black around the edges.

"Motherfucker," Ruin swears.

I slump forward.

The last thing I see is Risk's boots.

The last thing I think is his sister's name.

Jessie.

Jessie.