I ran for the window, but one of the beasts blocked me. At the last second, I dropped low and slid between its legs. As I leapt through, its claws slashed across my back.

The sting was sharp, burning through me, but the wound healed itself within minutes. I hit the ground hard, rolled, and pushed to my feet.

Above, Darius’s helicopter lifted off, climbing toward the roof of another building. My chest tightened. If he got away with those drugs, it was over.

I sprinted to my car, kicked the ...