Chapter 22. Another Death Wish

“Stop it!” Mia flicked her wrist, flinging Daryl away. She quickly rushed to check up on Rick.

She had been away before the conflict started. Since the incident at the bar, she has been out looking for Daryl, thinking he’s still out there. On seeing Daryl’s last victim in the dark alley, her heart seems to be pierced with an arrow.

Rick was still breathing, but his breath was fading slowly. The stake was very close to his heart, but Daryl missed it.

Daryl staked him to the edge of the fireplace, leaving his brother hanging. Mia pulled out the fire irons and then pulled out the stake. She caught Rick and lowered him on the floor.

She needed to give him blood to help him survive; if not, he would starve to the point of desiccation. Thrusting her hand into her pocket, she pulled out a pen dagger and quickly slit her palm.

“Drink,” she whispered, squeezing her palm like an orange over Rick’s mouth.

Daryl isn’t done yet. He needed to finish what he sta