Chosen by Swank Denise Grover

Author:Swank, Denise Grover [Swank, Denise Grover]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, Comics & Graphic Novels, Mystery, Fiction, Romance, Suspense, Paranormal, General, Fantasy, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781463692469
Google: wWT0ygAACAAJ
Amazon: 1463692463
Goodreads: 11968173
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2011-09-13T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

When Will woke, the room was dark. Emma’s back pressed against his chest and she had stopped shivering. Her body had warmed a little, although she was still cold, and her breath was slow and even. He was thankful she still slept.

He eased himself out of the bed and put on sweat pants and a t-shirt he found earlier. Picking up their wet clothes, he carried them out to the kitchen and opened the battered back door, the fading sunlight signaling it was early evening. Once he’d lit the lantern, he shut the door and looked around to take in the room. The kitchen was a bare bones affair, with only the essentials, and the essentials in this case didn’t include a stove, refrigerator or a microwave.

The cabinets were stocked with a few items. He found a couple boxes of cereal, a box of crackers and snacks, a box of quick rice, some oatmeal, coffee, and some bottles of alcohol. He could use those to disinfect Emma’s wounds. The Spartan feel of the place helped him decide it was a hunting cabin.

The woodstove meant there probably was a woodpile outside, and sure enough, he found the stack by the back door. Once he had a fire roaring in the stove, he sank into a chair at the kitchen table, resting his head in his hands. On the bad-day scale, this ranked as one of the worst. And that said a lot.

Will’s thoughts turned to Jake and he exhaled in frustration. Jake. The mark on his arm reminded him how he let Emma down. A war is brewing and we will be on opposite sides, but not tonight. Jake had been wrong about that. They couldn’t be on opposite sides of a war if Jake was dead. Jake is dead. The reality of it hit him. It was too close to what happened in Iraq. The explosion replayed in his mind and he shook his head in anger. He refused to let himself think about it. He’d allow himself to think about Emma, but not Jake.

He started a pot of the rice on the stove, making enough for Emma if she woke up, but he hoped she didn’t. She needed the sleep and when she woke, he knew she’d be a mess. Part of him couldn’t deal with that right now. He felt like a prick admitting it to himself, but then again, there was no denying what he was. He became a prick years ago. Saving Emma today didn’t change that fact.

While the rice cooked, he checked the rest of the cabin. He found a locked gun cabinet in the back bedroom and searched for a key, finding it hanging on a hook in the back. The contents proved to be beneficial: in addition to the four hunting rifles, he discovered a handgun. And ammunition. He felt better knowing he could defend them, but hoped it didn’t come to that. He took one of the rifles and some ammo into the kitchen.

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