Page 64 of Fallen Rider

Dylan leans down and places his hands on the arms of the chair.

“Looks like the cavalry is here and just in time.”

He kisses me and I want to vomit. I try to twist my head away, but his grip on my chin is too tight. When he pulls back, he has my blood on his face. He grins maniacally, and I wonder if he’s finally lost it.

“Sit a spell, little Mackenzie. I’ll be back to finish what I started.”

I watch them both disappear through the door, Dylan pulling a gun from his waistband as he walks, which makes my stomach fill with ice. I send up a prayer to the universe asking to keep my family safe.

For a moment, there’s just silence greeting me.

Then, there’s an almighty rumble and my chair rocks before I realise something just exploded.