Overdose (The Gunn Files Book 2) by M.G. Herron

Overdose (The Gunn Files Book 2) by M.G. Herron

Author:M.G. Herron [Herron, M.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2020-04-27T16:00:00+00:00


12

Something snapped. I didn’t remember passing out, but I woke to tingling in my hands and feet as blood trickled back into my extremities. Looking at my hands, I was startled by the bluish-purple color of my fingers, now unbound. I tried to clench my hand. My fingers were like a blue crab’s claws, twisted and with severely limited range of motion. The sensation turned to stinging.

I turned, but the net’s taut webbing draped over me had tightened so much it cut into my face and body with a relentless pressure.

“Gorram offwohdah confrapshins,” I mumbled.

My cheeks were swollen and my mouth felt like it was filled with cotton balls. I chewed on my words then swallowed a mouthful of copper-tasting saliva.

Gross.

“Oh thank God, you’re awake,” said Annabelle Summers. She exhaled a deep sigh of relief. “I was just trying to figure out how the hell I was going to carry you to the car.”

“Amma?” I mumbled. “Wut ahh ew thooing ere?”

I remembered watching the robot carry the Daacro off, then struggling against my restraints as they seemed to tighten down. Wouldn’t be surprised to learn I had a concussion from being rammed into by blocks of solid steel. Whoever sent those things after me—and took Samael—meant business.

“I followed you to the police station,” Anna said as she examined the netting holding me down. “Then you started driving crazy and I lost you. Then, I called Vinny’s new girl, Willow, and she told me you were going to drop off soup at Vinny’s house because he was sick today. Imagine my surprise to find you here like this. Is Vinny even here? No, I can see by your face that he isn’t. You have a lot of explaining to do.” She struggled with the netting for a few seconds, yanking on it. “What the hell is this net even made of?”

I swallowed, meeting her eyes. Had she seen the robot attack dogs? What did she know?

Anna certainly had a knack for finding things she wasn’t supposed to. Or, should I say, Marsha did. Which one was the real Anna? Which one the shadow? Anna shook her head and broke the gaze with a disgusted noise in the back of her throat.

“Well, you didn’t deny anything. That’s a start. I spent the last few minutes looking for something sharp enough to cut this damn cord. Not even the kitchen knives worked. Found this bad boy in your truck, though. Hold still.”

I guess I forgot to relock the box where I kept the weapons. Talk about a stroke of luck.

She slid the bowie knife’s blade under the heavy netting along the inside of my thigh. I tensed.

“Um… Anna?” I knew she wasn't going to cut me. Or was she? That oversized blade was uncomfortably close to so many important bits that it made me nervous.

“Stay still,” she said. There were black bags under her eyes. Her pupils jumped around, darting quickly from my face to the blade. It was impossible not to see the nervously intense focus in the way her jaw clenched into a hard line.



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