MayaThe knife stuck out of the back of the man's head. Paul hadn't even seen her throw it. How could it have gone through his skull?Maya1 year ago in Writing More Like This
"Soft spot," Maya said tapping the back of her neck in the approximate area where the hilt grew out of the dead guy's head.
"You killed him."
"You think? We have to move." She dragged him along, out past the two metal doors taller than he. Outside he inhaled cold, fresh air.
Paul looked back. He'd been in some kind of storage container and now this woman, Maya, had killed a man and he was watching her breath make lung shaped clouds in the air and the way her but moved as she stalked ahead of him. Then she had a hand on his chest and a finger to her lips with the international sign for 'shut the fuck up'. She dropped, falling into a feral crouch, all her weight on the balls of her feet. A figure rounded the corner of the storage container, she took him down like a lithe predator on Animal Planet. The guy didn't stand a chance.
Paul was about to point out she'd