“I’m done helping you.” I look away, scanning the area for guards, anyone. He sighs as if I’m making his life difficult. I want to punch him. Something hard presses against my ribs. Fear clenches my throat. I glance down, already knowing what I’ll see. He’s pressing the gun right into me. A shot at close range from a weapon that large? I’m no expert, but I know that means death. He’s going to kill me. Tears spring to my eyes—tears of humiliation and horror. “Maybe you didn’t hear me,” he growls in a tone that chills me to my toes. “I said drive.”
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