Page 61 of The Retreat


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He laughed, a chilling sound that had me scrabbling faster as he came straight for me.

I swept the glass on the draining board to the floor and dodged to the left.

He kept coming.

Panic clogged my throat as I rebounded against the wall, hard enough to rattle the crockery in the dresser. I should have baulked, should have screamed, should have run. Instead, an inner strength I hadn’t known I possessed snapped its leash. Clawed its way to the surface, howling for freedom.

He must have seen something in my expression because he hesitated.

I didn’t.

I screamed my fury, desperate to lash out.

Unable to rein in my rage, I slashed.

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