29
MARI
God, I felt like death.
I still couldn’t believe Lula Everett, of all people, had broken most of the bones in my hands. With a freaking baseball bat!
It’d been shocking enough to see her that night at the dock, cornering me mere seconds after Zac had left. She’d started by flashing a phone light in my face, which made me wince away and lift a hand in irritation to shield my eyes. Then, she’d prowled up the gangplank toward me, and I was finally able to make out her face behind the light.
“Have a good time out here with Zac, did you?” she asked cattily.
I tipped my head so I could see her face fully and make out her ominous sneer in the dark. It looked eerie and demonic in this light.
Thoroughly freaked out, I’d tried to step around her so I could reach the gangplank and leav
