Lizzy Gardner #1_Abducted by T.R. Ragan

Author:T.R. Ragan [Ragan, T.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Thrillers, Fiction
ISBN: 9781463717094
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2011-09-05T04:00:00+00:00

Friday, February 19, 2010 6:21 AM

He finished untying her hands. Then he took off her blindfold. “Go ahead, Lizzy. I trust you.”

Lizzy looked up at him and tried to see through the holes in his mask. He seemed taller, bigger, broader in the shoulders. Last time she’d seen him he had a thick wiry beard. At the moment, he appeared cleanly shaven. His jaw line was square and even.

“I said go ahead, Lizzy.”

Her heart thumped against her chest as she pushed herself from the hard ground and set off. Her knees wobbled from lack of use. That didn’t stop her though. She hobbled onward, careful not to knock into the case where he kept his precious spiders. She exited the room and quickly moved down the hallway toward the bathroom. A quick glance over her shoulder told her he wasn’t following her, wasn’t even watching her.

He’d only let her use the bathroom once before. She’d been starving herself for a month. If she was ever allowed to use the bathroom again, she knew she needed to be thin enough to squeeze through the window above the bathtub. She had no idea how many pounds she’d lost, but her legs and arms looked like bones. She felt unbelievably weak. Although she didn’t have much in her stomach, she felt as if she might barf.

She turned the doorknob and entered the bathroom, then quietly locked the door. He wouldn’t like that, but she had no choice. Her reflection in the mirror above the sink caught her by surprise. Her eyes looked hollow. Bones and skin. That’s all she could see. Her hair was greasy, hanging in limp strands around her ears. She brushed her bony fingers over the cream-colored tiles around the sink, noticed the soothing blue color of the walls. It was all so clean, so different from the room he kept her in. Chrome towel rings, unadorned mirrors, a candle and a vase with flowers. The room didn’t compute, didn’t make sense. Clean and simple—nothing resembling the chaos going on in the rest of the house.

Before stepping up onto the edge of the tub to get to the window, she noticed a watch...his watch. Spiderman loved that watch. She knew this because he often lovingly stroked the watch around his wrist as if it was a beloved pet. She scooped it up and slid it over her arm, all the way past her elbow. Next, she grabbed the liquid hand soap and stood on the edge of the tub to reach the twelve-by-twelve-inch window. She had been planning her escape for weeks. She squirted soap into the window frame to reduce noise; then, inch by inch, she pushed the window open.

Weak from lack of food and water, she tried to pull herself up, but her shoulders burned. Every muscle ached as she struggled to lift her body high enough so she could push her body through the opening. She was afraid to use her legs, afraid of kicking the wall and calling attention to herself.

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