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Chapter 137: Bang!

Author: Megan Matthews
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Dwight's hand slides further up my leg as he boxes me into the wall. I hold my breath trying to stay as far away from him as possible. There's a loud bang and another burst of cold air, but it's not until I hear a deep voice that makes my heart soar that I let my lungs fill again. The fear still gripping my nerve endings leaves me unable to move.

"Get away from her, Shoemaker." Graham addresses Dwight by his last name, which I don't remember telling him.

Even Graham's commanding presence doesn't sway my attacker. Dwight smiles, his nose running against my ear as he laughs. His breath whips harshly against my skin, causing a chill in my bones. He's gone mad. Or has he always been this way and I never saw? Either way it will be okay. I believe it with everything in me. Graham is here now and I'm safe. Whatever happens, he won't let me get hurt.

"No, I don't think I will."

BANG!

A gun fires, the sound vibrating the walls in the enclosed cellar. I scream, trying to sink to the fl
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