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Chapter Twenty One

The nausea was back, and so was the fever. Lizzy shifted on the metal floor of the van, trying to get comfortable. Her side and back ached, over and above the throbbing muscles in her shoulders from the brutal angle of her arms, restrained with electrical tape. Try as she might, she couldn’t stay awake, instead drifting in and out of a delirious fog.

“Do you think they’ll leave us here to bake? How long has it been?” the kid asked with a raspy voice. He’d cried over his mother’s death for most of the journey.

“Hell, if I know. It has to be at least a hundred degrees in this metal box,” Captain Stuart said, before banging his feet against the panel door. “Hey! We’re cooking in here!”

Was it hot? Lizzy couldn’t stop shivering. The captain yelled in frustration, and she studied his profile. They’d beaten him pretty badly when he’d kicked out at one of the mercenaries who’d gro

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