Chapter 32 Race To The Water
- Liam
- The taste of smoke filled my mouth as consciousness crept back. My head felt like someone had used it as a punching bag, and every muscle in my body screamed in protest. I was lying on Victoria's apartment floor, surrounded by scattered files and broken glass.
- How long had I been unconscious? The tranquilizer dart had hit me hard, but something had jolted me awake. A sharp smell. Burning.