C111 The Hunter Becomes the Hunted.

A shudder ripped through me. My fingers twitched around the hilt of the knife. My eyes widened, my heart hammering against my ribs.

And Clayton saw it. A slow, cruel smirk tugged at his lips.

“Oh, you’re surprised?" His voice turned mocking. "Well, you shouldn’t be. By now, you should know I don’t give a damn whether you live or die. You mean nothing to me."

His voice was void of emotion