
The Phalanx Blood Series · Part Three
Coverup
The moment you relax is the moment they move.
I saw Michael go down. Struggling with a third man, they flipped over the couch. The man broke away and pointed his gun. “No, please—” Michael started. Three shots. Two in the chest, one in the head. Alexis calls that a triple tap. Right now, I’d give anything to not know that.
I ran. That’s all I knew to do. Run, and don’t look back, and hope the people who said they’d protect me actually meant it.