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Chapters (42)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. Epigraph
  6. 1
  7. 2
  8. 3
  9. 4
  10. 5
  11. 6
  12. 7
  13. 8
  14. 9
  15. 10
  16. 11
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  18. 13
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  20. 15
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  22. 17
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  29. 24
  30. 25
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  33. 28
  34. 29
  35. 30
  36. 31
  37. 32
  38. 33
  39. Acknowledgments
  40. Discover More
  41. About the Author
  42. Also by Richard Lange

The tall Fiend staggers through the cabin, brandishing his own knife. Jesse blocks an overhead stab and punches him in the face. The biker’s legs wobble. Jesse hits him again. He drops his knife, and Jesse dives for it. The man is too quick. He falls on the blade, covering it with his body.

Jesse tries to roll him over, but he grabs Jesse’s hand, twists it, and snaps a bone in his wrist. The pain makes Jesse woozy. He runs out the door, stepping over the shorter biker’s body. Johona is halfway to the overlook when he catches her. He takes her arm and forces her to speed up.

The tall Fiend is on his feet. He recovers his knife and steps outside the cabin, where he sees Jesse and Johona scrambling up the mountain. He bends over his partner and pulls Jesse’s stiletto out of him before giving chase.

Jesse and Johona near the overlook, the tall Fiend closing on them. Jesse hands Johona the keys to the Grand Prix, meaning to stand and fight. Even if he goes down, he might hold the bikers off long enough for the girl to escape.

“Get to the car and go,” he says. “Don’t stop, don’t look back.”

Johona continues up the trail as Jesse picks up a rock and turns to face the tall Fiend’s attack. He’s smaller than the man, lighter, and he hopes faster. The biker’s knife flashes like a shooting star as he raises it, running full tilt.

Jesse fakes like he’s going to meet the man upright but ducks in the instant before the Fiend crashes into him and jams his shoulder into his belly. All the wind goes out of the biker, and he doubles over. Jesse brings the rock down on the back of his head, hitting him again and again until he feels the man’s skull give way.

Somehow managing to keep standing, the biker staggers backward. Jesse rushes him, only to run into a whistling haymaker that smashes into his temple and sends him to the ground cockeyed, ears ringing. The Fiend lifts his knife, but as he’s about to bring it down, his eyes roll back, and he topples, the blows from the rock finally taking their toll.