Chapter 75 No Mercy
- I could feel him—half on the raft, half on me—his weight pinning me.
- His grip was like iron as he kept my shoulders and head submerged while the rest of me lay sprawled across the slick, unsteady surface of the float.
- My fingers flared, nails digging into his arm, scratching, desperate to pry him off—but he didn’t let go.