The Angel Creek Girls: A totally addictive crime thriller packed full of suspense (Detective Kay Sharp Book 3) by Leslie Wolfe

Author:Leslie Wolfe [Wolfe, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781800197558
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2021-08-18T16:00:00+00:00

30

Whispers

Julie hadn’t slept in a while, not deeply. She hadn’t been awake either; she’d been slipping in and out of consciousness, lying on the floor with her back against the door, wrapped in the comforter she’d stripped from the bed but not still feeling warm. Not feeling cold either; just numb and faint and sleepy.

She’d stopped drinking water, too weak to get up and walk to the bathroom, where the small sink could quench her thirst. She wasn’t feeling thirsty either; just floating away, distanced from her own agonizing body while her mother was right there, by her side.

She wasn’t bleeding anymore. Her mother’s face was serene and kind, smiling gently as she caressed her hair the way she always did, running her fingers through it while her thumb swiped across her eyebrow, straightening its rebellious strands.

“Are you angry with me, Mom?” she whispered, words only she could hear as they left her parched lips.

She wasn’t. She smiled and told her she loved her. Julie couldn’t hear her voice, but could read the words in the movement of her pale lips. Was she really there? She didn’t know… she couldn’t be sure.

Her consciousness slipped again into nothingness, then came back, and her mother was still there. The memory of her body lying on the kitchen floor in a pool of blood had faded away, as if millennia had passed, as if it never really happened.

She must’ve fallen asleep for a while, because she startled awake, but then wondered if she was really awake or not. She’d felt her mother’s warm hand caressing her frozen face, but now she was gone.

“Mom?” she called, but no one answered. “Are you here?”

She wasn’t, but her words, fainter than a sigh, couldn’t’ve reached too far. Maybe she would return. She’d just wait there for her, grateful she felt sleepy instead of cold, and falling asleep seemed easy, easier than it had ever been.

Startling awake again, she listened for sounds, any proof she was still alive, any promise she could survive her ordeal. Only rain drumming against metal gutters, and distant thunder ominous, as if the earth itself was looking back in anger.

The future no longer scared her. She wished her fate would meet her already, while she still had an ounce of energy rushing through her veins. She wanted to have a chance and fight her captor, the man who’d taken her, while she could still stand. But could she, really?

As if to test herself, she propped herself against the floor, lifting her weak body slowly, painfully, as her arms trembled with the effort. Dizzy and nauseated, she had to stop, leaning onto her right arm, her legs folded underneath her trembling body. Yet she’d rather die fighting, trying to free herself, than to die a slow death in that basement, where probably other girls had before her.

HELP ME

Those two words she’d found scratched into the masonry right by the door came into her mind vividly, spreading terror and angst, but she still couldn’t raise herself up to her feet, not even if she reached for the door handle and grabbed onto that.

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