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BEFORE YOU READ
The content in this book may be triggering to some. The trigger warnings below will contain spoilers. If you don’t want anything spoiled and you’re comfortable reading triggering content, stop reading this page, flip to chapter one, and happy reading <3
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Escape the Reaper contains descriptive violence, killing, drug use, underage drinking, sexual content, and sexual assault. There’s a lot of foul language.
After reading the previous trigger warnings and you still wish to continue reading, enjoy the conclusion of Maura’s story.
P.S.
This may be the final book in the Maura Quinn series, but it may not be the last time you see her and the rest of the characters in her world. ;-)
Asher’s truck sped past, chasing after the van. I faintly heard the squealing of his tires over the sound of my heart booming in my ears. They’d gotten Maura in the van.
“Louie’s been shot,” Jameson said into his mic.
Through the earpiece, Brenna responded, “We’ll get help.”
“Don’t worry about me. Go back up Asher and Dean,” I grunted and tried to sit up. Jameson shoved me back to the ground by my shoulder, pinning me there. He placed his other hand where I’d been shot, just under my ribs, to slow the bleeding. The pain made my breath hitch.
With a clenched jaw, his gaze flicked from me to the two vehicles disappearing in the distance. His hand at my shoulder fisted my shirt before his head turned downcast and he squeezed his eyes shut.
“They won’t catch them,” I gritted what we were both thinking. Dean and Asher were chasing after them, but the van had a distinct lead. We needed to do something. We needed to get her back. “Jameson.” I sounded desperate and panicked but I didn’t fucking care.
“I know,” he snapped, his eyes shooting open to glare down at me. His regret was easy to see.
I stopped fighting to sit up and rested my head on the asphalt. I regretted him saving me too. “You should have kept going for her instead of protecting me.”
His glare lessened. “If I had, I’d be bleeding out or dead on the ground a few feet away.” He clenched his jaw again. “I just don’t want her to think I didn’t choose her.”
I knew he wasn’t talking about dying recklessly trying to save her. Maura had asked us to fight for her—to prove to her that she was enough.
I grabbed his arm. “They’re going to torture her.”
He nodded slightly.
A growl overtook my voice as I said, “They’re going to rape her.”
He put more pressure on my wound. It hurt like hell but that was alright. I could take it.
“Once they see that they’ve broken her, then they’ll kill her,” I said as evenly as I could.
“She’s too stubborn to give them the satisfaction.” His tone was confident, and he was right. Our girl was indeed stubborn. As much as it pissed me off, right now, I was glad.
“Besides, she already thinks she’s broken.” He shook his head, more apparent regret furrowing his brow. “So she’ll fight them like she has nothing left to lose.”
My strength was fading fast, and the cold had long since seeped in. I didn’t have much time left.
Unable to hold onto him any longer, my hand fell from his arm. “You have to prove it to her, Jameson.” He gave me a puzzled look. I took in a shallow and shaky breath before continuing. “That she’s enough. Don’t just say she is but show her. She won’t believe you otherwise.”
Understanding, he frowned. “Don’t talk like you aren’t going to be right there with me proving it to her.”
The next breath was even shallower than the last. “Promise me?”
His lips moved but I couldn’t hear him. Then my vision turned blurry before everything faded to nothing.
CHAPTERONE
