Where had the carjacker gone? Mitch knew he had to be around here somewhere. They’d almost had him. But he’d underestimated the man. He had to find Mackenzie. He couldn’t let her die. The very thought was repulsive to him. …
Mackenzie felt like she was stuck on a rollercoaster in the fog. Her stomach and her head were swirling up and down and up and down and up and down. She couldn’t see, her ears were filled with a rushing …
Where was she? When they’d plunged into the river he’d lost his grip on her, and she had floated away. The current was strong, and by the time he’d gotten his head back above the water he hadn’t been able …
“Trust me?” She just stood there shaking so badly she felt like she would shake herself into a million pieces. “Hey,” he shoved his face right up close to hers. “Do you trust me?” To read the rest of this …
