Heated Abscondment

Chapter Seven

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 Ada’s eyes snapped open as she was ripped from her dreamless doze. She could hear the sound of footsteps in the dark.

Her blood ran cold when she heard her name being called.

“Adalyne Smirnay?... Adalyne Smirnay?”

Then the chill went to her bones when she heard his voice.

The man she was running from.

“Ada?....Ada?! GODDAMMIT! Ada, where are you?!”

She stifled the whimper that crept up her throat as she scrambled to her feet. She lost her balance and awkwardly fell to a knee. Her feet had fallen asleep while she had been hunkered down. Normally in any other instance she’d stay put and wait out the awful pins and needles sensation. But she couldn’t wait right now. She miscalculated how the events would unfold. She shouldn’t have stopped in the first place. She should have resisted him this last time. She took a deep breath as she thought she should’ve kept to her personal convictions and never went with him the first night.

She ground her molars together as she fought off the wave of hopelessness that threatened to overcome her. She took steps she couldn’t feel while she leaned her shoulder against the wall. She kept her breathing shallow so she could hear herself better and make sure she was moving silently. Her adrenaline must’ve muted the pain as her blood and feeling returned to her lower limps.

As she gained more feeling, she quickly stumbled further down the alley with her hands trailing along the walls searching for a crevice or door. She couldn’t see anything in front of her, so she was sure this alley way ended in a dead end. She was trapped like a wild animal, hunted by dogs.

Her panic started to spike.

She was trying to be quiet, but she couldn’t hear anything over the blood pounding in her ears.

She could see the beams of flashlights on the ground at the mouth of the alleyway.

“There’s not another way out of this alley besides this passage here?”

“Yes, sir. And the two we dropped off where she entered are still stationed there. Let me check in with them.”

Along with the heavy thumping of her heart, she heard some radio static and garbled radio voices when the other man asked for status check.

“How far are they from this point?” She heard him ask the other man.

“They’re about 95 meters back, sir.”

thump thump

“We’ll wait here in case she’s back further and doesn’t sneak by.”

THUMP

“Yes, sir.”

THUMP THUMP THUMP

She stifled another whimper as she inched further in the dark searching for a door. She was fearful of what fate would await her once he got his hands on her, but her body still responded to him. In an awful twist of irony, she had the strongest urge to run to him and his large arms for comfort. His deep rumbling voice still sent tremors down her spine and resonated in her c**t.

God, his voice alone turns her on.

While she was sure her eardrums would burst from how heavy her heartbeat was hitting.

How frustrating.

It was frankly sheer irony that she was running for fear of her life from him, but yet still aroused by him.

She heard some feet shuffle at her alleyway entrance.

THUMP THUMP

An acidic taste came across her tongue as her desperation started to mount. She tiptoed down the dark still not finding a door or alcove. She knew as the minutes ticked by, the sooner the men would be heading down her passageway.

THUMP THUMP

Just as gasping sobs threatened to spill past her lips and reveal her location, her fingers touched on something metal.

It wasn’t a door, but the next best thing.