Chapter Five
Dread wrapped its claws around her throat. As if on cue, her brain chanted: Adventurous, Courageous.
When adrenaline flooded her veins, Aileen leapt, desperate to help Callan. But she made no progress when an iron hand clasped her arm. Someone shoved her against the opposite wall. Her teeth clattered at the impact with which her head hit the brick wall. A huge rough hand closed around her throat.
She fumbled, gasping for oxygen. Why did they always go for her throat? A dark shadow blocked her view.
Callan was losing, blood oozing out of the gash on his arm. Her heart thudded, worried for his safety. She needed to save him.
What had her online lessons taught her to do? She couldn’t remember a thing!
Aileen tried to kick but found herself trapped. The more she tugged, the
