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wasting energy on futile emotion. He’d made his
choice. She was making hers.
Still, she regretted the lost opportunity to find out
what he knew. That had been her justification for not
hightailing it in the first place.
Forcing everything else from her mind, she focused
on running, the pounding of her heart, the rise and fall
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of her chest. She could hear something behind her.
Don’t look. Even a glance will slow you down.
So she didn’t look. She ran, dodging trees and fallen
logs and ruts that could snap an ankle. She’d run these
woods a thousand times, part of her regular training.
Her pursuers hadn’t.
Good luck to them keeping up.
Eventually, the sounds of pursuit faded. There were
fewer of them now. Roxy had no idea how long they
could keep coming, how fast they were. How many
there were. She couldn’t simply count on outrunning
them; they might be able to outlast her, and she was
running out of forest. Pretty soon she’d hit fields cut
by flat road. Not great cover.
She needed to out-think them, throw them off her
scent.
A small boulder lay in her path. She stopped dead,
squatted low, hefted it and then threw it as hard as she
could into the dense undergrowth. It rolled and bumped,
and Roxy hoped the noise carried and drew them off
course.
