Games Demons Play–Snippet 5

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Something wet was trickling into her eye.

“Oh…” She moaned.

“I’ve got you,” a deep, masculine voice rumbled in her ears.

She tried to open her eyes. Her head pounded. Too much light. Was it morning already? Panic bolted through her and she struggled.

He murmured something in German. Then, “You’re going to hurt yourself,” the voice said again. Big hands held her wrists captive.

“Impossible,” she murmured.

“Don’t move.”

The words sent a fresh tendril of fear through her. Not again. No. Not again. Fear.

Struggle. Scream. Coco’s voice echoed through her mind. Scream. Fight.

For the briefest of seconds, Izzy took stock of her injures. Nothing felt broken. She opened her eyes and threw her arms out at the same time, breaking the man’s hold. He tumbled backward, clutching his nose, cussing.

Eyes wide, she sprang to her feet. She had to get to shelter. She had to get out of the sun.

“Jesus, woman!”

The man from the car.

It was still dark.

But, how—oh no. No. “No. No. No. No. No!”

 

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