Hunted
Layoi ran away from the hunterhere i am once again torn into piecesinto the wild book chapter 4on the sidewalk bleeding short story
He dropped the bowl of noodles on the floor between my legs and moved away, pulling on a pair of red boxing gloves as he positioned himself in front of a sandbag in the corner.
I picked up the bowl, sniffed it. It smelled good—too good, considering how damn hungry I was. But poison? Would it even matter? I dug in, slurping the hot broth, savoring the warmth spreading through me.
“You know this silver could kill me,” I said between mouthfuls, watching his back as he pummeled the sandbag with vicious precision.
“That’s the plan,” he replied, barely missing a beat.
My fingers tightened around the bowl, my mind racing. “So why not do it now?” I asked, staring at him over the rim of the bowl. “Ju
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