Chapter 11 Is To Be Kept

• Cinnia could feel her pulse thundering beneath the skin of her neck. Her eyes flicked from side to side, trying to use her peripheral vision to see who had her but it was useless.
• She could taste the rough leather of her captor's glove as it pressed down on her lips.
• "If you try to scream and alert anyone, I will bury my blade so deep into your spinal cord that you won't even be able to utter a whimper. Do you understand, Cinnia Ramilek?"