Running On Empty: An LCR Elite Novel by Christy Reece

Author:Christy Reece
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Publisher: Christy Reece
Published: 2014-09-06T00:00:00+00:00

Declan followed behind the other two. They acted as if he wasn’t around, as if they were alone. They talked to each other as if they’d known each other their entire lives, throwing out insults and jokes, totally comfortable with one another. He felt like a third wheel.

Could she actually have shot Meat-Face to save his life, like she’d claimed? He had been distracted, and most likely the bastard would’ve gotten a nice slice of him before Declan could’ve stopped him. Or, as that hideous voice inside his head claimed, she’d shot him because he would’ve revealed her role. With Meat-Face out of the picture, he had no one else to confirm his suspicions.

And Thorne had made the noise to distract him. Had he been in on it all along or was he just helping out his lover?

They traveled for miles without stopping. Though Sabrina and Thorne were several yards ahead of him, he noticed she kept looking back at him. They could’ve moved faster without him. He was holding them back. Dammit, why was he so cold? Wasn’t he in the middle of a freaking jungle? Had somebody turned on the air conditioner?

He felt his feet move forward, but for some reason he thought he might be flying. Maybe floating. A roaring in his ears. A plane? Someone was here to rescue him. Him? No, them. Them, who? Who else was here?

Black spots danced before his eyes. The roar in his head increased. Like a black, oozing river, darkness flowed over him. He felt himself falling. Thought about catching himself before he hit the ground and changed his mind. What the hell? Why not take a nap till he felt better?

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