Mindi Adams is an independent young woman who is sharp witted with a sharp tongue to match. On the night of the terrible storm, when thunder shook the earth, lightning slashed the sky, and the wind howled like a Banshee, a prison bus overturned, allowing twelve prisoners to escape. One of them is in Mindi's house!
Excerpt:
Mindi felt the hairs on the nape of her neck stand up as
soon as she walked into the room. She
stopped just as the arms came out of the dark and grabbed her, holding her in a
vice-like grip. The impact of his body
slammed her body onto her bed, as one hand clamped down over her mouth. She was being held with her back up against a
hard, wet, smelly body. She felt her
stomach lurch downward and then upward as the rest of her insides crumbled and
turned to liquid. She couldn’t breathe
and she gulped for air, but the hand over her mouth was obstructing her air
passage. The pounding of her heart was
echoing in her ears. She never felt
terror like this! Struggling was of no
use, so she just lay there limp, waiting—expecting to be raped, murdered, or
both. Tears were falling from the
corners of her eyes onto the pillow. ‘What is he waiting for? Just get it over with!’ Her mind silently screamed as a sob caught in
her throat. He began to speak to her in
very low tones.
“I don’t
want to hurt you,” he whispered into her ear.
“Do you understand?”
Mindi nodded. “Now….I’m wet, cold, dirty, tired, hungry, and
not in the best of moods. Get the
picture?” Again, Mindi nodded.
Read to see what happens!
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