CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
Something ice cold forced her to open her eyes.
Her entire body seemed to be in a state of shock. She opened her mouth to gasp but couldn’t. Something was in the way. Something cold. Something wet.
What the hell?
And then she felt her head being pulled upward. It hurt her neck but she was finally able to gasp—to breathe. And Biel was there, his voice in her ear and his bloodied face nuzzling next to hers.
“I hear the sirens,” he said. “I suppose you had backup planned this whole time. But it doesn’t matter. You’re going to die, Avery.”
She drew in a shaky breath but it was cut short as he pushed her head down again. And this time, she pieced together what was going on. His final punch had caused her to black out. But now he was going to drown her. Slowly. And the c
