The Last Whisper In The Dark: A Novel - Plot & Excerpts
Blake tried to take another swipe, drawing the blade back in reverse, but I blocked his wrist with my forearm, ducked, and gave him a left-handed jab to the mouth, same as the other guy who had beat him up. He let out a startled sound but he was too high to really notice. Nox was still tweaking too, and got up to either join in or help me, but his foot was stuck in a bunch of yarn and he tripped over himself. Darla shouted, “Erik, no! Stop! What are you doing?” What he was doing was stabbing up at me with an underhand thrust. He was pretty good with the knife, either because he practiced and tried to live up to his “Blade” nickname, or just because the meth was giving him a surge of lunatic strength and speed. He still wasn’t talking, which was irritating as hell. Usually people who were trying to kill you liked to explain why they were doing it. “What’s this about, Blade?” I asked. “You should’ve stayed away. I warned you.” “No, you didn’t.” He kept lunging.
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