Bird SongChapter 10 Home alone
Laura continued to scream at her abductors from the rear seat of the jeep. The man in the passenger seat turned and pointed a rifle at her between the two front seats. She could see his black eyes glinting with anger and she knew her time was up. That thought had just gone through her head when the man lunged forward, jabbing the muzzle of the rifle hard into her belly. The air whooshed out of her and pain exploded through her body. "Shut up you little whore!" he screamed at her. With...