The needle goes in her arm the second I walk into the bathroom, and rage like I've never felt hits me. It's a match on top of gasoline, and my vision turns red as I lunge for the man holding her.
Rissa falls hard to the ground as my fist lands in the attacker's face. He grunts as I feel his knee connect with my ribs, and a sharp pain goes through my chest. How the f**k did they find us? I was so careful, but there must be more at play here than even I realize. Otherwise why would they be so desperate to get her back?
My other fist rains down the attacker's back as he doubles over and falls to the cement floor. He makes a soft moan and then he's out cold. I'm in motion to grab Rissa and get the f**k out of here when three more guys come running in.
"Get the girl," one of them barks, and
