The Whip

Addie stood up and followed Cole out of the clinic, back into the car. She looked out the window, taking in details and memorizing locations and distances, storing them for later. She tried to look bored in case Cole got suspicious but he was too busy mindlinking while driving. There should be a law against that, Addie thought, when Cole slammed on the brakes, yet again, to miss someone he almost hit while not paying attention.

Cole pulled into the circle in front of the packhouse. There was a warrior standing, waiting for the car to park. He opened Addie’s door and reached inside, easily pulling the girl out. Too late, Addie realized what was going to happen and started to fight. She managed to break free and she turned to run when the pain hit her, knocking her down to her knees. She screamed, grabbing at the collar. She had forgotten Cole was there with his remote. The warrior grabbed her hands and pulled her to her feet, half carrying and half dragging her behind the pac