I catch sight of my shaking hands, and they’ve got cuts on them.
A hand grips my hair, pulling me to my feet, and I’m dragged away from my car and into a new one. My heavy eyes close while I try to breathe. My chest is tight, and I feel like something is sitting on it.
CHAPTER TWELVE
NATE
I TOSS HER into the driver’s side of the truck that I borrowed from a friend. I didn’t want her to see me coming.
She falls across the center console, and I shove her over as I hop inside and slam my door. “I—”
She coughs, her bleach-blond hair sticking to her now bloody face. “Need a hospital.”
I ram my elbow into her face, slamming her head back and knocking her out. Her body slides down the seat a little, and I don’t even bother putting a seat belt on her. I’m going to do worse things to her tha
