CHAPTER TWO
PAVEMENT POUNDED BENEATH Tessa Greely’s feet as she sprinted the distance from Conner Street up Contact Row. Dilapidated buildings crumbled around her and the people in this part of the city barely spared her a glance. She didn’t need to worry about any cops calling for her to stop; the police only came here to collect the bodies once the blaster fire subsided and all the dangerous criminals were dead or gone.
It also meant that no one looked twice at the man and the thing chasing her. She’d seen plenty of aliens over the past six years that she’d spent in space, but some of those guys were just gross. What needed that many tentacles? From the half a glimpse she got before taking off at a sprint back at the bus depot, it looked like four squids had plastered themselves to its
