Curl Up and Dye (Book 12) by Liliana Hart & Louis Scott

Author:Liliana Hart & Louis Scott [Hart, Liliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 7th Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Agatha jerked at the sounds of gunshots, and she hunkered into a ball behind the shrubs she’d found for cover. She heard the rushing footfalls and hoped she didn’t get tripped over. She’d been able to elude the killers since that first shot almost claimed her life.

Her muscles had cramped up from staying still so long, and she didn’t know how quickly she could move if she had to. Had she been there minutes or hours or days? She had no idea. All she knew was that she was alone, and Hank would eventually come to look for her. She’d sent him the address, and potentially lured him directly to the killers.

Her breath caught in her chest at the thought and panic overwhelmed her. Her mind felt slow and sluggish. The killers were shooting at someone. Someone who shouldn’t have been there. It had to be Hank. She had to believe that or she might lose her mind. And he had to be okay.

She didn’t know where she was. Running back up the rocky hill had been more of a challenge than coming down, and she’d slipped off the edge of the ravine into the bone yard, the sharp fragments cutting into her like little knives. She knew she was bleeding and hurt, but she didn’t know how bad.

Adrenaline and survival mode had kicked in and she crawled her way out of the ravine and back into the trees, and then she’d kept going until she’d found a rocky ledge overgrown with bushes where she could hide. They’d come to look for her. She’d heard their footsteps and their shouts to each other in a foreign tongue. But as the sun had gone down they’d retreated back into the plant.

The footsteps were getting closer and she could hear murmured voices as they canvassed the area, and she held her breath as leaves and twigs snapped beneath heavy footsteps. There was a grunt of pain as branches rustled on top of the ledge where she was hiding, and then a loud thump as a body fell over and landed on the ground only a few feet from her.

She was frozen in her spot—afraid to move—afraid the enemy was within arm’s reach. Staying still and hidden was the best course of action. She could decide what to do in the morning when daylight came.

That might be easier said than done. She was freezing, and her teeth had started to chatter as the adrenaline had faded. And she was afraid she might have cracked a couple of ribs when she’d taken that fall because it hurt to breathe in too deeply, and the pain in her side was like nothing she’d ever felt before.

She could hear someone’s labored breathing, and she synced her own breathing to his. She sensed his pain, but she didn’t know if he was a good guy or a bad guy and she couldn’t risk it. There was rustling where the man lay and a couple of grunts.

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