103. Die! Die! Die!

Elisha’s POV

Arman grabbed Jake by the collar and lifted him above the roof. Madeline tried to help Jake, but I grabbed her legs, spun her twice, and threw her outside the restaurant. Every door and window in the hotel was locked, and she knew there was no way to outrun death.

"You're stuck in here, Madeline."

She stepped back and punched the wall to create a massive hall to another room, and she ran to another room while I was chasing her. She stopped for a moment and showed me her fangs. “Elisha! I have no idea that you can outsmart me, so come here, and let’s end this!”

"Oh," I said, shaking my head. You have taught me that you cannot fool me twice, so thank you." When she fired the trigger, I dove for cover, dodging the few shots that were headed my way. When she ran out of bullets, she threw the gun and attacked me, trying to scratch my face.

“You don’t deserve a life, Elisha! You better die! Die! Die! Die!”

I screamed at her, “And you deserved another scratch, Madeline.” I ga