I Marked The CEO Mine
It crashed onto an invisible shore and washed furiously over Lawrence , rushing up her body, over her head, and far behind her.
Then, as if someone had pinched out a candle, there was a quick hiss and everything went black.
A cold wind crept up behind her. Goose bumps spread across her skin. She hugged her body closer, drawing up her knees and realizing with a jolt of surprise that no ground held up her feet. She wasnt flying exactly, just hovering, directionless. This darkness was not an Announcer. She had not used the starshot, but had she somehow . . . died?
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