In Search of the Dove
“They might have been symptoms of a physical illness. His grip on the knife was not. He was holding it like a weapon, not a tool.“Aubrey, no,” she whispered, astounded that she had misread him so badly.“Why did you have to come here and interfere?” he hissed.“I care about you. I want to help you.”“I don’t need your damn help.” The words were flung like a slap across her face.Though Jessica’s heart was slamming against the inside of her chest, she kept her voice calm and turned her hand palm upwa...rd. “Give me the knife.”“I’ll give it to you all right.” As he spoke he lunged across the dirty tile floor, the weapon flashing in an arc. She screamed and dodged, slamming her ribs against the edge of the counter. She didn’t feel the injury, didn’t know that the knife had plunged into the cabinet above her, splintering the wood.All she knew was that Aubrey’s hands were empty and that they were reaching for her throat. He was only a few inches taller than she, but his lanky build concealed a wiry strength.MoreLess
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