“When he shifted slightly, she aimed a quick, furious blow to his collarbone with the outer edge of her hand. Tough street experience had taught her that a good collarbone fracture ended most fights. She heard a small grunt, but he did not take his hands from her shoulders. No? Now for the money shot. She kneed him hard in the groin, but this time he caught her knee and swung it away so the movement had no effect. “Stop fighting,” he ordered in a voice of gravel and steel. Yeah right. She wasn’t... getting suckered into his psycho nightmare for a second time. Abruptly he turned. Motionless, he listened to the night’s quiet. “An alarm across the street and four buildings down. I smell smoke.” An alarm? Maddie wasn’t picking up anything at all. Only the silky velvet silence of the night. Certainly no smell of smoke. In a quick movement he pushed her against his chest. Maddie's protest died away as two police cars rounded the corner and raced past. Now she heard the whine of a distant alarm—and with it she caught the faint smell of smoke.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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