Scared
Scared
“He'd never been so scared either. What he'd been through the last few hours beat being buried alive hands down. Now, with all that information swirling through his head, he struggled to make sense of it. Yeah, Croft had explained it well enough, but Toby's mind, sluggish from whatever drugs he'd been given and from the lack of food and water, refused to cooperate as it would if he'd been told these things before all...this.As Croft led Toby and Russell up the basement stairs—every step weighty and achy—he thought about what lay ahead. This Darrow bloke knew of their existence but not what they looked like. Who was to say they wouldn't get shot, mistaken for one of Frost's men? Mind you, Croft had told them when Darrow and his team would be coming in. Maybe he and Russell could slip away somehow, go somewhere safe until everyone else had been rounded up.He felt guilty for his selfish thoughts. He should be working out how he could help the police, not saving his and Russell's arses, bu...t shit, it was a copper's job to deal with situations like this.MoreLess
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