“He drew his weapon and pointed it between Greyson’s eyes. Maureen gasped and slapped his arm. “Raze? Stop that. Stop it right now.” In answer, Raze used his free hand to grab her chair and roll her behind him. “She… — Rebecca Zanetti Copy Share Image
“She didn’t want to be like these men. Didn’t want to be a murderer. “Please,” she said through clenched teeth. “You never saw me.” Gordy leaned down, his face hovering right in front of the gun’s barrel. Unconcerned, possibly even… — Tessa Bailey Copy Share Image
