Page 45 of His Curvy Woman

The only thing I can do is stare. No words will come out of my mouth. My phone vibrates in the cup holder, and I look down to see it’s Tina calling, probably wondering where I’m at.

I grab the phone, realizing this might be the last moment I have to get help.

“I need you to call Hunter. Tell him I was followed, and he got to me-”

“What the hell are you talking about? Where are you, Whit.?”

“Call him Tina. Tell him I love him. Tell him to get here as fast as he can.”

“Where are you?” She asks impatiently, the worry in her voice evident.

The man outside bangs on the window and is yelling things in Russian. “I’m on Country Road one-thirteen. Hurry!”

I hang up the phone, so she can’t ask me anything else. I need her to call Hunter. The man has been banging on the window over and over. I sit and watch in horror as the glass begins to splinter. Any second, he’s going to break through and be able to get into the truck. The last thing I want to do is use Arya against him. What if she gets hurt? But I have a child to think about, and this is what she has trained for. There is a slim chance of me getting out of this alive, but I’m going to do whatever it takes to make it out of this. As soon as the window shatters, I flip the switch on the door. He gets the door unlocked and swings it open.

“Arya, attack!” I say as firmly as I can. She lunges for his neck, and I hop out of the truck and start running.

I hear screaming and Arya snarling behind me, but I don’t dare stop and look. I need to get away. I run into the woods that run along the side of the road and hope the many plants will hide me from him if he comes after me. I run and run tripping over rocks and branches. My arms and legs are scraped, and my knees are bleeding, but I push on knowing I can’t stop.

A gunshot goes off, and my heart breaks. Arya? I turn while running, and fall, my head smacking into something hard. Everything is black, and I can’t move.

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