Four seek their fifth. The hunter devours his prey. Who will lose first?
It started with an impossible choice. One I had no wish to make from a person who’d only just come to know.
So many of our decisions had led up to this moment. Perhaps it was the way we’d come together which threw my life so off balance. Leaving me with the final say in a matter I wanted no part of.
We had to draw up the battle lines. Change our fates. Or we’d all crash and burn. It wasn’t a case of if we’d fight for survival, it was when. When would he come after us? When would he try to destroy us? When would he decide I wasn’t worth saving any longer?
The inevitable hung over us like a dark cloud. A time bomb waiting to go off. No matter how many times we tried to stay ahead, we were always one step behind. And it was perfectly clear, we had to be prepared to go to war or we might end up with nothing at all.