Zomet

ut Zomet couldn't care less. She had to focus

ying that she'd lost them. But she knew better. They were relentle

a corner, narrowly avoiding the black sedan

a gruff voice ordered f

where for y

t hesitation, she sprinted towards it, ignoring the bullets that whizzed by her head. Her fingers fumbled for

r back down to the alleyway floor with a thud. Zomet ki

g against the grip that held her ca

us," the man spat, his grip tightening around Zomet's

h. "Leave the girl alone," a deep voi

g tall, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. He wo

manded, releasing her ankle and rising

es in his arms tensing. "Let the girl go," he repeated,

to do if I refuse?" the

Zomet demanded, rising to his f

ver leaving the man's face. "I'm someone

exchange, not da

"Don't lecture me about justice when you don

could see the fury in his eyes. He was a

l of sirens. Zomet's heart leaped in her chest

d, glancing at his two compani

his cohorts took off down the alleyway, disappearing aro

e stranger was already moving towards

voice gentle now. "Let's

hink about how close she'd come to death. What had started as a normal

ivering. "I don't know what would h

nkling at the corners. "I was in the rig

owing serious again. "Those men will be looking for you, a

her situation hitting her. "What should I

onsidering. "I know someone who might

olitician?" Zomet asked, f

op. One of the best this city has ever seen. But he's not your average lawman. He

of hope igniting in her chest. "Wou

u, this man is no fraud. If you don't trust my word, at least consider his." He paused, as if

emory. "Thank you again," she said, st

warning still echoing in her head. She didn't know if she cou

place to spend the night. She picked her way through the darke

the abandoned warehouse that

mind still racing. Who was Chief Diggs? Could he really he

y images of her family, of the mafia, and of the man who'd saved