“I’m the only one here who knows how to reach the other stations. And if you think I’m going to let you take me over so you can get that information, you’re in for a surprise.” Miles grinned. “What are you talking about, Ryan? Look, you’re being ridiculous. Let’s just—” But before Miles could finish that sentence, Ryan drove the tip of the shard into his flesh. Pain erupted in the side of his neck. Warm blood gushed out of the wound like oil out of a tuna can. An involuntary cough escaped Ryan’s mouth, but he wouldn’t let that, nor the pain, stop him from finishing the job.
