Chapter 13: Trouble in Paradise

Cilyna found her leather jacket that had been wrenched from her body before she shifted and draped it over her shoulders, thanking whatever god for her getting one that covered down to her knees. She done up the buttons, noticing one sleeve was ripped at the seem by her shoulder, then found her way out of the coverage of the trees. Her hair a disheveled mess, her feet bare, she approached the edge of the grass, where it met the asphalt and where the whole scene began. The Chief was about thirty yards away from her, peering into the thick foliage, calling her name. Funny, he dared not let his high dollar leather shit kickers leave the man-made ground.

"I'm here, Chief." Cilyna called weakly, his head whipped around in her direction, she almost caught whiplash from the speed.

The sound of his boots clapping across the pavement, echoing over the trunks of the trees were magnified due to the stunned silence around them. Cilyna could feel that all eyes were on her, a couple news crews comi