They were terrified. They were the prey now. I watched them from the top of the containers. One down, six to go. And the night was still young. Panic is a virus. It spreads faster than any infection. I watched from the high ground a top a stack of shipping crates as the wolf pack crumbled below me. They were no longer a family.
They were a terrified herd of animals flashing their lights into the darkness, jumping at shadows. Victor was trying to maintain control, but his voice was tight. Stop screaming. Everyone form a perimeter. Watch the doors. He broke my hand. K was still sobbing on the floor, clutching his mangled fingers. He just appeared out of nowhere. He’s a demon. He’s one man.
Victor roared, slapping Kyle across the face to shut him up. One man with a grudge. Grant Ian, check the loading dock. Dominic, Evan, get the guns loaded. We kill him if he steps into the light. I smiled under my mask. If I stepped into the light, I didn’t plan on stepping anywhere they could see me. I watched Grant and Ian move toward the loading dock doors.
