The warm afternoon sun beat down on her head and the exposed skin on her arms and nape. Salty, itchy sweat rolled down her temples and back continuously. Still, she panted, pushing herself to run faster.
It wasn’t easy. Her muscles ached. But she ignored the pain just like she ignored the pain on the soles of her feet from running barefoot on gravel.
Aleah had been shocked to realize there was no extra security outside the room when she stumbled out. There had also been no vehicles outside the small house. She hazarded a guess that the men who had grabbed her from Linda’s house had driven out with the car and left her alone with Logan and Marcel. Therefore, logic stipulated that they would be back soon. Much sooner even because Marcel would have called his men after she hit him and took
