by C R Myers
“I never thought of myself as a killer.”
What is Jillian? A sport? A mutant? An alien? As long as she can remember she's been a predator—the hidden.
Was she alone? Jillian had asked herself the question more than once. That was before she met the man in the bar-someone like her. He disappeared. Now she had more questions than she did before. Besides that, she had something new to her...fear.