Chapter 40

Heart pounding, he pushed on. “There, get to the car quick. Garth! Let’s go!”

Angela nearly tripped on air hearing Garth’s name. Why the hell was Damien calling him out of the blue?

A stack of wood went flying as if hit by a wrecking ball. The wrecking ball turned out to be Garth himself, running in the exact direction he shouldn’t have been, towards the horde closing in on them.

“Other way!” Damien yelled, wondering what the hell he was doing.

Garth however saw it as a challenge. Why should he run from mere men? They should cower at the sight of him.

What he wasn’t expecting was how many men he would have to fight. The warehouse doors burst open and they just kept pouring out, like a tsunami wave of men, armed with machetes, metal bats, and other close-combat weapons.

“Garth!” Damien yelled, taking the time to stop and turn around. Even for him, this was crazy.

“Leave him,” Angela called, flinging the Aston’s passenger door open. “Let’s go.”

As far as she was concerned, if Garth w
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