Chapter 43

• Just as Walter’s hand was about to collide with Naya’s face, a sudden gust of wind blew across the store. It seemed to come from nowhere, and it carried with it a chill that made the hair on the back of everyone’s necks stand on end.
• Walter froze, his hand still raised mid-strike. Sophia took a step back, her eyes wide with fear. And Naya, well, she couldn’t help but smile.
• “What is this?” Walter stammered, his voice suddenly weak.