Week 215 – The door opened
Becca could feel the heat of the flames, hear their crackle, but she felt like she was a million miles away. Brody’s betrayal cut deep. How could her brother do this? Murder people, kidnap her, and now he intended to …
Becca could feel the heat of the flames, hear their crackle, but she felt like she was a million miles away. Brody’s betrayal cut deep. How could her brother do this? Murder people, kidnap her, and now he intended to …
A man stood there smiling cheerfully at them, he’d just tossed a body on the floor, and Walt had to assume that the grinning man was Becca’s cousin Benjy and there in a heap on the floor lay her brother …
Blood. Pain. Exhaustion. Those three things swirled around in Becca’s subconscious as she hovered between consciousness and unconsciousness. Slowly fragments of memory started to return. The fire, jumping from the second storey of her brother’s house, the man grabbing her, …
She was gone. Walt wanted to hit something but since that wasn’t conducive to finding Becca, and he only ever did things that were logical and sensible-except when it came to Becca it seemed-he refrained. “Walt, we’ll find her, man,” …
Her head slammed painfully into the side of the trunk as she was tossed inside. She heard Walt scream her name in the second before the darkness closed in on her. Becca didn’t do so well in enclosed spaces, ever …
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