Page 60 of Twisted in Chains


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“They’re just dogs.”

“Noah, they’re trained to sniff out blood. If we don’t make it to cover, they’re going to kill us.”

Noah cursed, but they continued to move.

Killing dogs was not high on her list, but survival was.

After everything they’d been through, she couldn’t handle being bitten to death or having them get to them for being sentimental.

Noah lifted her up on his back and took off through the trees. They kept on running and still no sign of the dogs.

When he couldn’t carry her anymore, she forced him to put her down, and they kept on running, heading in whatever direction they could.

The first sound of a dog barking, and Noah twisted around. He took aim, and she covered her ears as he fired.

Once he was done, he grabbed her hand again, and they took off.

“How are you able to shoot like that?”

“I love football; my dad loves hunting. It’s the two things I do.”

“You shoot at deer.”

“Let’s not talk about what it is I hunt or don’t hunt. It’s a bonding experience with my dad, and right now, it has come in handy. Those dogs would have slowed us down. They were vicious. You were right. The taste of human blood would have driven them crazy.”

They kept on running, and she glanced behind her, seeing nothing, and the relief flooded her.

Even as the darkness crept in, Noah didn’t stop, until they saw a house. It looked like a farmhouse, and Noah held her close in his arms, refusing to give up the gun.

“Noah, do you really think this is a good idea?”

“We left their perimeter, as otherwise they’d have kept on running. I don’t know but I’ve got my gun, and if this guy or girl has a telephone, we kill them, make a call, and get the fuck out of here,” he said.

She squeezed his hand tightly, tears filling her eyes as they slowly approached the door.

This was their last hope. Either they found an ally or they risked being taken back.

Anyone who went back to that hellhole was tortured. Mitch had shown her tapes of men and women who thought they could escape, who’d tried to.

None of them were able to make it out alive.

Wrapping the jacket around her body, she tensed as Noah knocked on the door.

One, two, three, four.

That was all it took.

Four knocks.

The sound of a dog barking scared the crap out of her, but it was coming from the other side of the door. She heard the man on the other side, and she had hoped it was a woman. A woman seemed less frightening after all they’d been through.

A man could be working with their captors, but then, so could women. They were completely screwed.

Where were they?

She didn’t recognize any of her surroundings. Not one bit. It looked all abandoned.

The cold started to make her shake, her teeth chattering.

“I won’t let anything happen to you, Skye. Remember that,” Noah said. He kissed her head, and she thanked him for that brief glimpse of tenderness.

Her body was close to shutting down. She felt it. Every single cell of her wanted to die. Her feet hurt, as did her body.

Noah held the gun at his side, and she tried not be scared as the door opened. Noah held her a little tighter, and she was more than happy with that.

She let Noah do all the talking as she sagged against his side. Seconds passed until finally, everything went black for her.

Whatever happened, she didn’t want to be awake to see it.

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