I could not flee while he lay helplessMy heart...
I could not flee while he lay helplessMy
heart pounded against my ribs
Then the flailing arms were stillDoc's snore started up again, louder and thicker than before
He slumped to the ground, and the shape separatedA second figure pulled itself away from his
and stood in the darkness
“Let's go,” Jared whispered“We don't have time to waste
My heart nearly exploded
I jumped to my feet, forcing my stiff knees to unbend“What did you do to Doc?”
“Chloroform
I turned quickly and poured the warm water over Jamie, soaking his clothes and chanel jewelry necklace the mattressPerhaps that would keep him cool until Doc woke upWe moved silently, almost touching, almost running but not quiteJared
hugged the walls, and I did the same
He stopped when we reached the light of the moon-bright garden roomIt was deserted and
still
I could see Jared clearly for the first timeHe had the gun slung behind his back and a knife
sheathed at his waistHe held out his hands, and there was a length of dark fabric in themI
understood at once
The whispered words raced out of my mouth
He nodded, and I closed my fake fendi spy bag eyes while he tied the cloth over themI would keep them closed
anyway
The knot was quick and tightWhen he was done, I spun myself in a fast circle–once, twice…
His hands stopped me“That's okay,” he saidAnd then he gripped me harder and lifted me off
the groundI gasped in surprise as he threw me against his shoulderI folded there, my head and
chest hanging over his back, beside the gunHis arms held my legs against his chest, and he was
already movingI bounced as he jogged, my face brushing against his shirt with each stride
I had men's gucci wallet no sense of which way we were going; I didn't try to guess or think or feelI concentrated
only on the bouncing of his gait, counting stepsTwenty, twenty-one, twenty-two,
twenty-three…
I could feel him lean as the path took him down and then upI tried not to think about it
Four hundred twelve, four hundred thirteen, four hundred fourteen…
I knew when we were outI smelled the dry, clean breeze of the desertThe air was hot, though
it had to be close to midnight
He pulled me down and set me on my feetDo you think you can run chanel classic bag blindfolded?”
“Yes
He grabbed my elbow tightly in his hand and took off, setting a rigorous pace
He caught me time and time again before I could fallI started to get used to it after a while, and
I kept my balance better over the tiny pits and risesWe ran until we were both gasping
“If… we can get… to the jeep… we'll be in… the clear
The jeep? I felt a strange wave of nostalgiaMel hadn't seen the jeep since the first leg of that
disastrous trip to Chicago, hadn't known it had survived
“If we… can't?” I asked
“They catch us… they'll kill silver chanel y