“Even the shallow breaths I was taking sent a rhythmic ache through my chest. I kept my eyes closed and took in my surroundings with my other senses, unwilling to give away to my captors that I’d regained consciousness. Hurting as I was, regaining consciousness was a good thing. I’d expected them to kill me right there, but I guessed the gunshots and the stampede of people would not have left much time to murder someone and skin them in a back room. How they managed to drag an unconscious woman ...out of the concert garage and take off was beyond me. I hoped they’d been seen. I hoped that right now Tremelay was on their trail, bearing down on them like a detective with Templar blood would. There was no light filtering through my eyelids, so either it was dim, or it was night, or I was somewhere with no windows. Dark. I shivered in the damp chill, feeling the uneven ground beneath my body, the sharp jab of either rocks or dirt clods against me. It smelled of chemical fertilizer, of mold, of turpentine and bleach.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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