![]() ![]() She didn't know how this had happened or why, but she wasn't dead and she wasn't injured. She did it again, again, again, and now pain was shooting from her soles to her hips, but she was still locked up, and now she was hurting. ![]() She rolled onto her back, tucking her knees to her chest, then bam! She kicked up at the lid of the trunk, not budging it a fraction of an inch. But that made no freaking sense! She told herself to wake up!īut she was awake, feeling the bumps for real, and so she fought, twisting her wrists against a knotted nylon rope that didn't give. She realized she was inside the trunk ofĪ car. Her shout went nowhere, muffled by the confined space, the vibration of an engine. And she was in some kind of cramped compartment.Īnother thump jolted her, and Kim yelled this time, "Hey!" She wrestled with the blanket draped over her head, finally got her face free, realized a couple of new things. ![]() Where was she? What the hell was going on? She opened her eyes in the blackness, as questions broke the surface of her mind. KIM McDANIELS WAS BAREFOOT and wearing a blue-and-white-striped Juicy Couture minidress when she was awoken by a thump against ![]()
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