She set off down the stairwell, but she was suddenly grabbed from behind. Powerful arms locked her in a bear hug, arms pinned at her side. Samara was overcome by the potent scent of body odour and lousy deodorant. She lashed her head backwards, hoping to catch her captor on the chin, but the brute was several inches taller, and all she was hitting was his solid chest.
The man laughed callously, knowing he could squash her like a piece of fruit. Samara gagged as his stench became overpowering. She wondered how long the guy had been stuck in the car or if the windows worked? Then she felt his grip loosen slightly.
She stomped a heel onto the man’s foot, making him release for a second in pain and surprise. That second was all she needed. His arms widened slightly as though he was about to
