Chapter 44: Skye's Sanctuary: Sanctuary Series Book 5

"I've begun to look at the world through apocalypse eyes. Our society, which seems so sturdily built out of concrete and custom, is just a temporary resting place, a hotel our civilization checked into a couple hundred years ago and must one day check out of." - Neil Strauss

Time slows as the body of the Outsider leader hits the dirt at my feet. I hold a smoking gun in one hand and a bloody knife in the other. The eyes of his followers move from his body to me, their disbelief palpable. I'm not sure if it's because I murdered the hell out of their leader or if it's because I'm a woman.

"Come and get me, motherfuckers!" I scream the challenge.

If I don't survive this confrontation, then I'll go down with the same die-trying attitude I've lived my entire life.

Someone shouts and the other Outsiders wake up to what has happened. I hit the ground, dig my fingers into the dead man's coat and roll with the body against the side of the vehicle.