Font Size:  

I quickly grabbed his hand, pressing his fingers to the scanner.

A soft beep followed by a green light signaled success.

I nearly sagged in relief.

Only one last step remained.

Carefully, I raised his hand, positioning it in front of the scanner.

Another beep and a mechanical click told me the door was unlocked.

Drawing on my last reserves of strength, I pushed the heavy door open, its metallic groan filling the room.

My legs, shaky from exhaustion, carried me across the threshold and into the corridor.

And there, as if conjured by my most fervent wishes, stood Tix.

His eyes, wide with concern, scanned me quickly, taking in the sweat-smeared face and disheveled hair.

Without a word, he pulled me into his embrace, his strong arms wrapping around me in a protective cocoon.

In that moment, surrounded by the warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, all my fears melted away.

The ordeal was over.

As I nestled into Tix’s embrace, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of Fleth’s murmurs, echoing ominously in the back of my mind.

21

TIX

Desperation gave me strength as I held Fleth’s jaw open, trying to force the liquid down his throat.

He wasn’t going to submit that easily.

He began thrashing, the power in his arms evident as he tried to resist.

He was waking up!

The gargling noises he made were almost comical under different circumstances, but right now, it was deadly serious.

“Tix!” Grace’s frantic whisper came from behind me. “We need to leave!”

I nodded, but Fleth had gotten his wits about him enough to be a problem.

I did the only thing I could think of in the spur of the moment — I delivered a swift kick into his balls.

His eyes widened in shock, his grip slackening for just a moment, and I took advantage of his surprise, pouring the rest of the champagne down.

Fleth coughed and sputtered, his mind clouding over from the drugged champagne.

As he crumpled to the ground, I hoped the combination of the drug and the sheer shock would keep him out for a while.

Grabbing Grace’s hand, I didn’t even wait to see if Fleth was still conscious.

Her fingers were cold, trembling slightly in my grip.

We ran together, the hallways of the prison a blur as we raced past.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like