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Chapter Sixty-Two

The man's fist broke through the window.

The sight of it frightened her and suddenly, she forgot how to breathe. Think. Act. Blood dripped onto her pants and spread like a disease. She had the axe in her hand but she didn't know how to use it anymore. He was trying to grab her face but she inched away so he wouldn't touch her. She only had a few seconds left to act and take control of the situation. When he retracted his hand and peered at her through the hole he made in the glass, he would recognize her. And then, all of hell would break loose.

Kiera counted to three again in her head and prayed for courage, prayed unlike she had ever prayed before. The plea came from deep in her soul. She had to act or the moment of opportunity would be lost. Her palms were sweating. She could tell by the way the handle was slipping.

“Come on,” she said as the man started retracting his hand, ignoring the way the glass was cutting his hand. The sight of blood was ghastly but she had to ignore it.
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