Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 86160 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86160 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
She turned just as I reached her but it was too late. There was barely a sound as she went out from the slight pressure on the pulse point in her neck. I’d thought of using the chloroform I kept around the farm, but decided against it in the end.
I made short work of tying her up once I had her safely in the truck. I knew I couldn’t hang around there too long, so I just threw the sack over her head. I made sure she could breathe okay, before pulling out with her head resting on my leg. I was whistling by the time I turned the corner.
I rode well within the limits until I reached the far end of my property. I let himself relax as soon as the tires hit the dirt road that ran along the back of my place. She started making waking noises so I took the sack from over her head.
“Hello Angel.” She screeched and tried moving off my leg but her bound hands and feet had her a bit encumbered. “Stop that before you hurt yourself.” Her eyes turned up to mine and I saw the question in her eyes seconds before recognition hit.
“Why?” It was all she said as the fear clouded her eyes. I didn’t like seeing it there, but knew it would take time before she understood.
“Why not?”
We drove on in silence partly because I refused to answer any questions and I’m sure she wasn’t saying much because she was doing her best to come up with a plan of escape. It’s what I would do. But there was no way out for her.
Macy
I remember where I’d seen him before, that day in class. It was hard to miss the man with the hairy face and ponytail. Now all the times I’d felt as if I were being watched made sense.
I sat as close to the passenger door as possible once the strange man helped me sit up, but with my hands and feet tied I knew it would be pointless to try anything. I’d have to keep my eyes and ears opened for my first chance.
My heart was pounding in my chest and my mouth was dry. Had he been the one in my room that night? The one who’d whispered ‘soon’?
I eyed him out the side of my eye, sizing him up. The size of him put fear in my heart. I knew if it came down to a fight between the two of us I’d lose for sure. He was big, much bigger than my five-two, maybe six-four would be my guess.
His wrists on the steering wheel were big around, but I could tell from the fit of his clothes that he wasn’t fat, not at all. His arms filled out the old western shirt he wore and his thighs looked well formed beneath his jeans.
It was his face that scared me most. That gruff mountain man look. I couldn’t even see his features behind all that hair, and his shades covered his eyes.
Looking around at my surroundings didn’t give me much hope. It had been a while since I’d seen anything resembling a landmark. All that was out there as far as the eye could see was vast open space, with a backdrop of tall trees.
The window was up and there was no sound inside the truck as it moved over the rugged land. I felt my tummy drop and real fear kicked in when I saw the structure up ahead what felt like hours later. My survival instinct kicked in and I made a grab for the door handle and tried to jump out.
A hand in my hair pulling me back in stopped me. I yelped from the sting and his hold eased immediately.
“Ouch.” I lifted my bound hands to his wrist and tried to get him to let go altogether.
“You’ll hurt yourself Macy Angel, just wait until I come around and get your door for you.”
Was he insane? He was talking like we were out on a date. The question made bile rise in my throat as the reality of my situation kicked in. Was he insane? What was he planning to do to me?
We were in the middle of nowhere. I had no concept of how long we’d been driving but I knew it was more than an hour. How would anyone find me?
I tried to remember if I’d left my car door open, if I’d left anything back there to tip someone off that I was in trouble. Maybe I’d dropped some stuff near my car door. Obviously anyone seeing that would put two and two together.
When I saw my bag on the floor between his feet my heart sank. If I’d left it back there at least that would’ve been evidence that something was wrong.