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Weak
I’ve never met a feebler female
Don’t like him, his opinion doesn’t matter
As she lifted the lid frorumbles in her stomach She discovered creamy pasta with flakes of crabus on the side, a strawberry-and-spinach salad, and a bowl of French onion soup But her favorite? The pecan pie soaked in ht be a bastard, but he was a bastard with excellent taste buds
She inhaled the dessert first, shoveling in bite after bite The pasta received the same treat with disco a stoed into the new clothes: a pair of shorts and a pink T-shirt that read "Willia, but she’d have an easier tiift
She padded to the door She could pick the lock as she’d done at Alek’s home, but why? Baden would stop her Maybe she could prevent hiure out her next led and strained to pull the dresser in front of the entrance, and finally succeeded Not the best barricade, but adequate
Heranother nail Considering Baden had accomplices, the more ammunition she acquired the better But the sto bone-deep fatigue Her adrenaline began to crash, her lihed a thousand pounds each
Don’t fall asleep Don’t you dare fall asleep
Sleep, even a light doze, would leave her vulnerable The very reason she’d only catnapped since Alek entered her life
Her best option for escape? The balcony After stuffing the nails and the vial in her pocket, she dragged the coet outside, she could flag help She wrapped a pillow around her fist and punched, punched, punched Finally a section of glass shattered The tinkling sound was muffled, thanks to the coe She waited oneeternity, unable to breathe
Baden never reentered the roo her to rot?
She reh the opening Hot summer air had turned the entire area into an oven She stood, expecting to see wrought iron, but the bright rays of sunshine highlighted six-foot-tall brick walls with ivy spilling over the sides Tristo hrmenych! The balcony was completely surrounded by the brick, in fact She could see no one, no other room and no other balcony
She’d have to climb the wall to catch someone’s attention Heart, don’t fail ularities in the bricks as handholds and footrests When finally she cleared the top, she straddled the ledge and held on for dear life
Don’t you dare look down
She looked down, and oh, , her heart failed her, shuttering in her chest She was a hts up Cars looked like ants and people mere specks If she fell, she would beco over her skin, she scanned the C-shaped building Most of thedrapes were drawn The few balconies within range were guarded only by wrought iron, not brick A point in her favor But no one stood--wait! A wo twentysoht as a pin but uneven, as if she’d cut the strands with a kitchen knife--and nobody The kind Baden preferred? Her black tank top put her toned biceps and the black bands wrapped around them on display Bands just like Baden’s An American fashion statement?
Both of her arms were tattooed, but frons
A cigar rested between the wo around her In one hand, she clutched a glass of amber liquid In the other, she clutched a bottle of a her arms "Madam!"
Eyes of indeterminate color focused on her
"Potrebujem pomoc Zavolajte políciu!" The words left in a rush Speak English! Right "My na held prisoner by a man named Baden He’s a killer Call the police--"
The woar, turned around and entered her roo a word