Steven, KC thought, hope surging through her veins. He’s here.
James glanced down at her in frustration, both of them frozen as they listen. There was no doubt about it, the sound of the approaching car is getting louder.
Steve must be extremely worried, KC thought. A swift stab of exasperation breaking through. Could’ve used some stealth or something. Now James knows he’s here. I need to warn him about the gun!
James got off her and tossed the knife away. Then he grabbed her by the hair causing her to cry out, sharp pain stabbing her scalp as he yanked her off the bed towards the table. KC held on to his hand clutching her hair but he just tightened his grip further. Her knees scraped the hard wooden floor before she got herself upright. He took his knuckle duster and put it in his poc
