Finding Mercy
“Or would he return? Did he just want to get her out of the way until he could hit his target, Andrew? Had he somehow contacted Andrew to meet him? Or maybe he’d even sent Andrew a note and signed her name, for a romantic meeting. Would that mean her captor had been hiding in the barn the night she and Andrew kissed?
All she knew was that she could not stay here. She could not bear to be helpless while something terrible happened to Andrew—or rather to Alex. He was not who he pretended to be, even to her. Those good qualities she’d seen in him, the trust and sharing, the magnetic pull he exerted over her—were those real too?
She had only one chance she could think of to escape. With her left hand unable to grasp something unless she got close to it, she had to reach Daad’s tackle box and pray she’d find his old serrated knife there so she could cut herself loose. And she’d have to get there by rolling down the hill, somehow avoiding the sinkhole between her and the beehives.
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