Page 3 of Primal Urges

The words died on his lips.

A second later, Darryl’s eyes rolled back in his head, and his giant body came crashing to the floor.

A moment of panic filled Lucas’s chest.

What if he really did kill the poor bastard?

No. Evil doesn’t die that easily.

It was going to take a lot more than a handful of sleeping pills to end that piece of shit’s life.

No. Tonight was about knocking Darryl out long enough for him to grab his packed bag from the linen closet and disappear into the night.

With Darryl being who he was, this was the only way that Lucas could escape.

Well, there was another way, but there was no way in hell he was going down that path.

Holding his breath, Lucas leaned over Darryl’s body to see if he could feel any breath against his cheek.

Yup.As suspected, the bastard was still alive.

This was it. There was no turning back now.

Gathering all of his courage, Lucas jumped to his feet and ran into the hallway to grab thego baghe had packed earlier in the day. Just a few necessities—some cash, some clothing, his passport—he really wasn’t sure where he was running to.

Adrenaline pumping through his veins, all he could hear was the racing beat of his heart in his ears.

This was it. He was finally doing it.

He’s going to be so pissed when he wakes up.

Swallowing the lump of fear, Lucas pulled his duffel bag from the linen closet and ran toward the apartment door.

Go! Don’t think about it! Just run! It’s now or never!Lucas shouted at himself in his head.

He snatched his wallet off the kitchen counter, then shoved his feet into his steel-toed boots.

His heart was pounding so hard; he was amazed that the neighbors hadn’t called to complain.

This was it. There was no turning back now. He needed to get the fuck out while he still had the chance… and the courage.

As he pulled open the apartment door, he stole a final glance over his shoulder and gazed at the life he had once thought he wanted.

How had he been so wrong?

Taking a deep breath, he stepped out into the hallway and took off like a bat out of hell.

He would continue to run for the next few days. He needed to get as far away from Los Angeles as humanly possible.

He needed to disappear.

Someplace safe.

Someplace where no one knew him.

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