Chapter Twenty-nine
The rain didn't let up. If anything, it grew heavier, turning the dirt pathways of the compound into a treacherous grid of slick, black mud. The cold water stung my face the moment we slipped out of the back door of the clubhouse, but I didn't dare shiver. I kept my head down, my hand locked in Jake’s massive grip as he guided us through the pitch-black shadows of the perimeter.
My heart was beating a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I was wearing Jake’s heavy flannel shirt over my damp tank top, the oversized sleeves rolled up to my wrists, smelling of his familiar scent of cedar and tobacco. It was the only thing keeping the freezing wind from completely numbing my limbs.
Jake walked with a silent, predatory grace that seemed impossible for a man of his size. He kn
