Kindle Notes & Highlights
Elliott’s voice echoed off the dark, damp walls of the tunnels, and Darcy tried to run faster, but the shadows tricked her, played with her, and all the creatures watched, enjoying her panic as she raced past them, searching for a place to hide. She fell out into the last chamber, and she couldn’t see Elliott, couldn’t hear Elliott behind her anymore, and I’m very good at hiding, he had said, good at hiding.…
She stared at him and couldn’t answer. She didn’t know what had happened. She knew that Elliott had come after her … that Elliott had chased her … yet it was Elliott who had called for an ambulance … Elliott who had driven her here to the hospital.…
I’m imagining things. Who could be after me in a nice safe hospital where there are people I know right down the hall?
Weakly Darcy turned around and braced her back against the vanity, her eyes glued to the doorway. No outline of light showed now. Nothing moved. Pressing the towel to her face once more, she held it there and allowed herself several muffled cries. Her knees were shaking and she felt like she’d slide right down onto the floor. Is everyone totally blind and deaf? Doesn’t anyone realize what’s happening to me?
For heaven’s sake, Darcy, it was probably just someone who wanted to use the bathroom, Liz’s mother, maybe, a nurse, some other woman in the emergency room, and they got called back and you are definitely way out of control.…
“No!” The fingers clamped down with unexpected strength, and Darcy winced, surprised. “He … said—”
Darcy felt shivers go up her spine. “Before he … hurt you? Who, Liz, who did this?””
Ice went through Darcy’s veins. She was so cold and Liz was so cold, and in that instant she couldn’t tell which hand was really her own. “Please … please … promise.…”
“He … bent back my head … put something … against my throat …” Liz took a raspy breath. “Dizzy … couldn’t breathe … blacking out—but I … felt it … cutting me … and him … holding me … so tight … so … so angry.…”
They were all there in their usual group, waiting for her—Kyle and Brandon—Liz’s Brandon—Elliott … dear Uncle Jake …
You’re wrong. This nightmare will be part of Liz for the rest of her life.
“Have you ever felt anything for anybody?” Brandon yelled. Jake got in and slammed the door. Darcy turned and tried to peer out the window as the car spun away, tried to make them see her and understand, even though she couldn’t shout back into the street—Please don’t leave me alone with him, please realize what’s happening—
Tonight I choose Darcy. She closed her eyes, feeling the car flying down the street, taking corners too fast, squealing through intersections, bouncing over curbs. Tonight I choose Darcy … Darcy.… The car skidded sideways, throwing her into the door. She tasted blood and saw that she’d bitten down on her finger. He knows me … he knows my name … and I can’t tell anyone or Liz will die.…
“Well, why would I say finding us?” Jake broke in. “The guy isn’t interested in men, or haven’t you noticed?”
