Nine

BREA POV

The sound of dirt bikes roaring in the distance made my heart squeeze. I should’ve guessed. They wouldn’t run after us like a typical chase. Why would they waste their energy hunting in the wrong direction? Or on foot.

The boss had looked smarter than that.

I skidded to a stop, my mouth dry and my chest heaving. I wanted to give up. Could I really outrun a bike while running on foot? I highly doubted it.

What do I do? What do I fucking do! I panicked, my mind getting frantic as different thoughts filtered through my head. He was going to kill me if he caught up with me, there was no doubt about it.

My neck craned as I peered up the length of a knobby-looking tree. The branches were symmetrically placed, the leaves not exactly thick but its trunk looked strong enough to hold my weight and the leaves were enough to keep me out of his sight. I hoped no maggots or snakes were teaming under the branches tho, but I didn't care. I just needed to live through the night.

I’d never