Chapter Twelve
Someone was screaming.
Sierra stirred in her sleep, unsure if the noise came from real life or her dreams.
But it was definitely screaming. Somewhere in the distance, a woman was screaming.
Sierra opened her eyes. There were five, large, armed men in the cabin. One of them clamped a hand over her mouth. Sierra bit down on his hand, causing him to swear loudly and release her. She screamed.
Joe startled awake from the noise. He lunged at the man closest to Sierra, tackling him to the ground. One of the men rushed to assist his friend while the others made a grab for Sierra.
“RUN!” Joe screamed at her, before shifting and ripping the pinned man’s throat out in a shower of blood.
Sierra fled the cabin, barefoot.
Sleuth was in chaos. There were people screaming everywher
