C298 Old Fox

"Damn, they're actually coming after us," Luke said, glancing back at Zettie. "Run! I'll hold them off."

"I can't, my foot's hurt," Zettie whispered, her voice tinged with pain.

Luke looked back and saw the truth of it—Zettie's ankle was swollen, clearly sprained in their earlier dash to escape.

"Find a place to hide. I'll take care of these guys," Luke said