Chapter Eight
Story
She fought to keep up with his long-legged gait. Twice she asked him where they were going, and twice he simply shook his head and refused to answer. They never paused for a breather, and for once Billie was glad for the physical regime she"d established once she"d taken the job. If she hadn"t, she was certain she would have dropped from exhaustion by now.
She had no idea how far they went into the thicker part of the woods. Nothing looked familiar. All she knew was that they were moving further and further away from the river.
He"s a monster.
He"s a monster.The thought was prevalent, sitting in her brain like a horror movie come to life. She hadn"t imagined it. Neither had she imagined the way he had attacked those men. Hitting the guy behind him with the rifle w
