Effe came awake at dawn with a prolonged groan of fear, bolting up in the bed and sitting up, her eyes wide with horror in the darkness, her hand reaching out for him.
Chris Bawa was awake instantly, a gun springing into his hand as he swept the room, seeking the darker shadows of a human against the lighter shadows of the approaching morning.
She reached out for him, moulding herself into him.
He could feel her body heat, even in the coldness of the weather, and she was sweating. Worst, she was trembling terribly, her breath coming in wheezes, her fingers digging into him.
She was holding him so tightly that he had difficulties releasing the hammer of his gun, but eventually, he did and put it under the pillow, and then he held her tightly.
He thought it had something to do with Holl
