The crowd just stood there, staring. No one was brave enough to step in.

Even so, Cole snarled at the onlookers, “I dare any of you losers to try saving her! Come on, show me who’s got guts!”

He was madman on a rampage.,

Then came the voice: sharp, clear, and ice-cold. “Cole!”

He froze. From my upside-down view-thanks to being slung over his shoulder like a duffel bag-I spotted a pint-sized savior with space buns. Nina.

Before I could even beg, Cole sneered, “Where’d you come from, brat? Scram!

Most kids would’ve bawled on the spot. Not Nina. She folded her arms and deadpanned, “Why are you carrying someone like that? You look like a kidnapper.” Oof. Bold of her.