Total Surrender
A tall, broad man all in black, his face hidden behind a ski mask, black leather gloves shining faintly in the moonlight.
Pamela’s stomach dropped, but before she could think, Sophia moved, charging at him with the textbook raised like a club. She swung hard, aiming for his head, but the guy was too fast. His gloved hand shot out, smacking her across the face with a loud crack. Sophia stumbled, her head slamming into the bedframe as she fell to the floor, out cold, the book dropping from her hands.
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