Damn she was fast.
She finally slowed, which was good as she was almost out of pier.
A few hesitant steps. Hanging her head forward over her hands as he rushed up behind her.
“There!” Erica spun back toward him, raising her hand as she did so, smacking him hard enough in the nose to make him cry out in pain.
“Are you all right?” They shouted in unison as he now held one hand over his frozen eye (which was thankfully easing off) and the other testing his nose (which he suspected had only just begun to throb).
“Ridley? Are you okay? I’m so sorry.”
“Forged aboud be!” Okay, no blood. Maybe his nose wasn’t so bad. “Whad aboud doo?” Or maybe it was. It hurt to even talk.
“What about me?”
He nodded and wished he hadn’t.
“I found it.”
“Whad?”
“This,” she held her phone up in front of hi
