The Devil Within: A Devils MC Novel by Tanya Nellestein

Author:Tanya Nellestein [Nellestein, Tanya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: wine&words pubishing
Published: 2022-04-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Twenty-One

Sarah’s mind swirled with thoughts and ideas she couldn’t quite grasp. She had no sense of time or place. No sense of what was real and what she’d conjured up. She was warm, she must be inside. Not under a hedge in a churchyard. Had she ever been?

She remembered being at the house with Alex. They’d eaten dinner, had a glass of wine on the sofa…

At least she’d remembered the plan. She’d even remembered to put her shoes on. What a strange thing to think about. The fear had raced up her spine, distracting her from any clear thought. She’d grabbed her gun from underneath the side table, pulled her runners onto her feet and moved into position. Just like they’d practiced. She’d tried so hard to control her breathing, but the shaking came from deep within her core. It wasn’t a drill.

There were two, maybe three men. All armed. They had split up, hoping to divide and conquer.

Take a breath, flick the switch.

Crouched low, she’d edged her way back from the living room through to the kitchen, both hands gripping her weapon. She couldn’t see anyone. But she’d known they were outside. Or had they made their way inside?

The leg of the island bench had halted her crab-like progress. No sound disturbed the usual evening hum. She couldn’t see Alex but knew he’d gone back through the bedroom and out the window. With her stomach flat to the floor, she’d pulled herself across the worn boards, careful not to scrape her gun and give herself away. All she’d had to do was get out of the house and get to the meeting point. There was a door that led from the kitchen to the front verandah, its hinges moaned at the slightest touch. She removed the panel below the sink.

It had come away without sound or effort and she pulled herself through. The earth was cold and hard. She’d tried not to think about the closeness of the decking above her as she lay pressed to the ground, silently inhaling dirt as she’d fought to stay in control of her mind and body.

Flick the switch!

The whine of the kitchen door had been the only warning that her assailant stood directly above her. Always be aware of your surroundings, Alex said. She’d closed her eyes.

Keep it together.

The ground was cold but she’d dismissed it. The porch decking had grazed her buttocks and shoulder blades, reminding her to keep close against the ground. She’d opened her eyes and waited for them to adjust to the pale moonlight. The slats gave little away. She’d focused, turning her face and finally making out the darker outline of the feet that stood six inches from her head to the left. If he looked down, would he see her?

Her gun had been in her right hand. There was no way she could’ve angled it in his direction, there’d been no room to turn. All she could do was wait him out and pray he didn’t look down.

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