I pulled on my cloak and was tugging it closed to tie the rope as I leaned to duck the shrubs and emerge between the trees. But as I stood, a viselike grip landed on my wrists to keep me from knotting the rope.
I gave a panicked scream. Looking at Vanquish’s hands on me. And the expressionless stares of the look-alikes behind him. The only difference between them was that Racer had a mole under his left eye.
They’d forced me to learn the differences between them by bullying me endlessly when I messed it up. Now I was the only one in the Asara pack that could tell them all apart.
But I dread their faces now even more than before.
"Did you think you could hide from us?" Vanquish asked with viciously narrowed green eyes.
“What are you doing?” I leapt back.
Vanquish took a long ste
