The Dying Game: A GRIPPING THRILLER WITH A SHOCKING TWIST (Breaking Control Book 1) by JD Heath

Author:JD Heath [Heath, JD]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-09T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15: GINA

We’re heading for the cell rooms. Paisley says she needs a break, she has to pee and so do I. Morgan and Clark turn their backs while Paisley and I struggle to get our blood-stiffened coveralls down enough to do that.

She gets hers back up and on and she’s gone. Mine’s twisted and tangled, the arm of it somehow wrapped and twisted. I whisper, “Shit. Help.”

Morgan asks, “You okay?”

“I can’t get my coveralls…just help, okay?”

I turn my back and he comes to where I stand. His fingers graze over my skin as he yanks at the fabric. His fingertips move over the tattoo on my shoulder blade. “Nice tat.”

It isn’t a nice tattoo. Oh it’s pretty enough. A sickle-shaped half-moon surrounded by stars. But the reason that it’s there is not a nice one at all and I know that that tat is a dead giveaway to who I really am.

I’d forgotten that tat, and now I’m cursing my mistake. I get my arm into the sleeve and yank the zipper up. It makes a harsh purring sound. I turn to face him, searching his face to see if that tat has registered on him but he’s looking away, down the corridor to where Paisley and Clark stand, a few yards away. His hand takes mine and he draws me close.

He whispers into my ear. “I need you to do something.”

I go stiff. I won’t kill Clark or Paisley. I won’t. Is that what he’s about to ask of me? I say nothing.

Morgan whispers, “I’m not a vigilante. I’m undercover. My boss thought he saw a pattern in arrest records. People would get arrested but never make it to the station. They’d be cut loose somewhere along the way, or so on. Those things coincided with the sudden deaths of several high-profile inmates, and the transfer of others. Others he could never find on record. He knew it was something but we never imagined this. If I don’t make it and you do, I need you to tell him what happened here.”

I go stone cold. I can’t think past that truth he’s just leveed at me and onto my shoulders. I knew he was a cop, I just didn’t know he was here by choice. That this is an assignment, one he likely didn’t bargain for.

I nod. Morgan says, “His number is…” he whispers the numbers twice. I nod. Then I whisper them back to him. There’s deep hollows in his cheekbones and under his eyes, a clear sign of just how much strain he’s under.

We start walking. He says, “I’m going to do my best to get you out of here alive Gina. I swear it.”

Goddammit. This man. This impossibly beautiful, impossibly good man. He’s banking on my innocence and I’m not an innocent, not at all. I’m nothing that he believes me to be, and he wants me to live. Would he want that if he knew the truth?

Clark whispers, “I smell death.”

I sniff the air and my nose wrinkles.

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