“She saw, too, the blood that soaked his sleeve and the defiant set of his jaw, the way his muscles coiled as he readied himself for what could only be a futile fight against the giant of a man behind him. The need to help him surged through her veins like burning jet fuel. But before she could raise the shotgun to her shoulder, an ugly, dark-haired man with a gold front tooth shouted, aiming his gun toward her. Certain she was about to die, she shrieked, her finger contracting on the trigge...r. A blast ripped the night in two, and something struck her squarely in the face. Gasping at the pain, she lost a stunned moment believing that she’d been shot before she realized that, with no time to brace herself against the recoil, her own gun had kicked back and dealt her a bruising blow. Scrambling to recover, she looked back into the house. But the room had gone pitch-black again, leaving her with no idea whether the man she’d shot at was still a threat or where Jake had gone—or even if he’d been killed.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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