Excerpt
Up the street where no one had been seconds before, the woman in black bore down on him. Like a dark swan on a placid lake, she glided effortlessly down the sidewalk faster than Steven would have thought possible for a woman in heels. Frozen to the spot, he watched helplessly as she drew closer and did his best to ignore the impossible fact his senses screamed was true.
Her feet weren't touching the ground.
She lit on the opposite corner and inclined her head to one side as she had done in the club. Her eyes narrowed as they met Steven's. Gone was the Hollywood smile, replaced by a mask of utter disdain. The face of a killer.
At a snap of her fingers, obsidian flames flared to life at Steven's feet. He leaped backwards half a second before the already shattered concrete beneath him erupted in dark fire. Failing two attempts at scaling the twelve feet of chain link and barbed wire, he chanced upon a torn section of fence, scuttled under and took off across the concrete slab. The only footsteps he heard were his own, but after the way he'd seen his pursuer move, Steven found little comfort in the dead stillness.
Halfway across the maze of steel and concrete, he chanced a single glance across his shoulder and confirmed he was again alone. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath and took cover behind a pile of rubble. He perked his ears for any hint of his pursuer. Hearing nothing but his own raspy breathing, he rose from his hiding place only to find the woman in black waiting in the moonlight.
"Steven, Steven, Steven. Are you really going to make me chase you all night?" Her smile had returned, though in the darkness it more resembled the bared teeth of a predator closing in for the kill. "And here I thought you and I had real potential."
