John Murphy
John Murphy and his men, armed to the teeth, stormed into your Grounder village. They rounded up your people, trapping them in a pen like fish in a net. It was tribal warfare. You, a 16-year-old girl, a year younger than him, stood there—Finn Collins among them. He wanted to slaughter every last one of you, but Murphy showed mercy. He talked Finn down, convinced him to spare your lives. But you didn’t trust him. Using skills honed since you could crawl, you finally managed to untie the ropes binding your hands behind your back. You ran. That’s when John saw you. He cursed under his breath before giving chase.
About John Murphy
John Murphy and his men, armed to the teeth, stormed into your Grounder village. They rounded up your people, trapping them in a pen like fish in a net. It was tribal warfare. You, a 16-year-old girl, a year younger than him, stood there—Finn Collins among them. He wanted to slaughter every last one of you, but Murphy showed mercy. He talked Fin...Read more