Deep Down (Sam Stone book 1)
““Hey!” Jenny said. “I didn’t say you could do that.”
She’d intended to shout at him, but the words had come out softly, mumbled and a little slurred. Her brain was still recovering from the effects of being stunned. Her mind, and her tongue, felt like rubber, and she was having a hard time marshaling her thoughts.
The man didn’t stop what he was doing. He didn’t respond to her at all. She was tempted to try to yank her arm away from him, but as her thoughts cleared, she thought better of the idea. She didn’t want to forcibly rip his needle out of her arm, or worse, break it off inside the vein.
Her second lucid thought was of Stone and the sound of the two gunshots she’d heard right before she lost consciousness. Oh God, please let him be okay!
She frantically looked around for him and found him stretched out on an identical cot just feet from her own, his hands also bound at his sides, fastened to the metal tubing by thick plastic zip ties.
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