Cold. Tyler was cold. Freezing. Wet. He felt wet as well. There was also pain. Pain so strong it stole his ability to breathe. Weeping. He could hear someone crying. Macey. It was Macey. Her tears cut through the pain …
A presence beside her bed tugged her from sleep. Macey’s eyes snapped open and her worst nightmare was confirmed when she saw Michael standing beside her bed, a gun in his hand. Where was Tyler? He had promised to stay …
Week 184 – Why didn’t he let Ryder do his job? Why did he leave her side? Read More »
When he’d dreamed of getting Macey back alive Tyler had thought that the waiting would be over. Waiting for news, waiting for a lead, waiting for evidence, waiting to have her back in his arms where she belonged. Now that …
Week 183 – Time to play the ultimate game of cat and mouse Read More »
“Can you make it inside or do you need help?” Tyler asked as he crouched beside the open car door. Macey was used to being stubborn but she was exhausted, a kind of bone deep exhaustion that came from four …
“I think I know who it is,” Macey whispered. Her eyes were wide with fear, her slim body trembling, she looked as though the past was rushing at her, smashing her strength, as she fragmented into a million pieces. That …
Week 181 – The past was rushing at her, smashing her strength, as she fragmented Read More »
