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Chapter Sixteen
We were lucky!
Few feet after my limp body and Maisie's drained frame were cautiously taken out of the dented Landrover, chummy dark fumes escaped from the bonnet that had an head-to-head contact with the Kia Forte.
After about a minute of painstaking and blood letting footsteps into the woods; away from all that had happened by folks whom I later realized were Russel and Sheryl, there was a massive amount of heat energy that I felt on my contused skin.
I had an odd notion about what it was but I was so drained I couldn't go through the stress of turning my neck for a quick glance at least, to satisfy my curiosity.
My left, nerveless arm from where blood oozed ceaselessly was wrapped round Russel who didn't seem to mind a bit. He appeared pure.
Mais
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