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I knew it, asshole!
Tears fill my eyes.
Are all men jackasses?No, the Cromwells are good men.
Why save me if he’s just going to watch Andrew chase me down in the end?
My stepfather lies still for a second, shocked that he’s being released. He looks back at the other man, then straight at me. His face screws into an ugly sneer.
My breath catches in my throat.
How can people be so evil?
I need to get to Sam’s house.Hopefully, her dad is home.Fuck,should I go to their cabin? Their home in town is closer,if I can make it.
Andrew is on his feet. He gives one last look behind him, then takes a step forward. Every move brings him closer to me.
I’m frozen, standing unblinking as he closes the distance.
Run!
My body’s not listening.
Movement behind the approaching man catches my attention.
What the . . .?
His large form is crouched over a bag I hadn’t noticed before. He starts taking things out. My brow furrows.
That’s a fucking bow and arrow!
My stomach drops, and Andrew has nothing to do with it for once.
Run!my mind screams again. Spinning, I propel myself forward, and pure terror fuels me.
I run, my ears straining to hear what both men are doing, but all I can hear is Andrew. If I thought he was mad before, he’s nuclear-level angry now.
He’s catching up easily.
I hear something woosh through the air at the same time as I feel the breeze of Andrew’s hand swingout and miss my hair by a fraction. He almost had me.
A roar of pain pierces the air.Andrew!
Stunned, I spin. My stepfather lies face down on the ground behind me, an arrow through his back. Pain is etched on his face as he peers up at me. Blood seeps out the corner of his mouth when he asks for my help.
I’m a statue, rooted in place.
The mystery man approaches, his walk calm and steady. My throat constricts. Less than a foot away from Andrew, he reaches behind, pulling out a large knife and taking my terror to a new level.
Who the fuck is he?
Fixated, I watch.
Our eyes meet, and his enjoyment is clear.
The knife plunges into Andrew’s calf, and my stepfather’s scream makes me jump. Our hunter smirks, his gaze returning to me.
Pulling the blade free, he sinks it into the body below him again and again. Each stab gets higher and higher until both he and I are panting.
