he cabin, a violent be

. She didn't look back. Sh

out of the

a sledgehamme

the asph

her body a ragdoll. The expensive lace of her dress shredded instantly, gr

rolling until sh

irt and pine needl

y there. Stunned. Every i

ame th

re

incoln had stopped. The driver must

bitch jumped!" A voic

pen. The world was spinning

ou have

nkle flared with white-hot agony.

erry bushes snagged her dress, tearing at her hair. She le

the d

ps crunched o

he woods, dragging her useless leg. The drug was working faster now, aid

ld service road. She k

en log, her breath coming

ee b

gh the twilight, sweeping over the

d her face into the dirt. S

have gone f

away, deeper into th

p. She kicked off her rema

e

st floor was cruel-sharp rocks, pine cones, hidden roots. They sliced her feet

through th

ro

e drive. The p

. Her lungs burned. Her heart hammere

dli

ugh the gloom, comi

gular car.

think. She didn't

ing like a drunkard. She stumbl

tly, tattered figure in a

oice was a cr

n't slow do

closed her eyes, bracing for imp

re

avement. It came to a halt ten feet from

side window

ma

face was in shadow, but she saw the sha

ed at the woman in

a horror movie. Dress in ribbons. Blo

terrifying

His voice was dee

red at him, her chest heaving.

the flashlights bobbing in the woods behind her. His security team. Th

ted, louder this time. He

e handle. She threw hersel

ven close the door

ard, pressing her

sappear in the side mirror. Sh

o look at th

g wheel with casual strength. He wasn't wearing a suit. J

u," she w

shed. The drug too

on her. Her head loll

n's eyes glancing at her. They we