MAVERICK

I’d never been so happy to see a familiar face, but how did Terzo find me? What was he doing here? From what Lake had told me about Terzo, it just terrified me even more. Every time I was in trouble, he seemed there like Superman, saving the day.

My arms tightened around Nana.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt?” When I was still shocked, he stepped closer and asked my grandmother to reply, “Mrs. Bates, are you hurt?”

“No. I’m fine. Thank you,” Nana replied.

“I can’t stay long.” He kicked the gun away from the man who pointed at me earlier. “Maverick?”

“Y-yeah.” I swallowed hard and...