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Оглавление“You want to die? Such a pretty young thing?”
“You won’t kill me. Then you’d never know,” Maggie rasped.
“I don’t want to kill you,” he said. “But I will if I have to.”
“I...” she started.
She felt his body twitch, as if something had caught his attention past the railing down on the beach, his hand still pressing her windpipe. “Who’s the cowboy?”
Liam, she thought with a surge of hope. He’d followed her.
She wriggled but he tightened his grip, too, nearly shutting off her oxygen. “You give me what I want and don’t involve anyone else, or you know what will happen. It would be so easy.”
She was too oxygen deprived to reply.
“Hey,” Liam shouted from down below. “Get your hands off her.”
Without warning, the man released her and raced away down the stairs. The sudden movement sent her staggering. Her hips impacted the rusted railing. Gulping for air, it took a second for her brain to register that the railing had given way as she fell backward into nothing.
