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up to this point, Thomas had no reason to anticipate it now.
    He cursed as her heel made contact and then stumbled as she
continued to push as hard as she could against him. Her hands were still
trapped behind her back but her shoulder provided a large enough surface for
her to have an impact. Soon she was free of his grasp. Spinning, she ran for
the nail.
    A sharp pain erupted at the base of her skull and stopped
her from reaching it, however. Her knees gave out from under her and her cheek
hit the cold concrete floor. The air rushed out of her lungs and for one second
she forgot how to breathe.
    “Shit. You hit her too hard.”
    Warm fingers brushed against her neck but she made herself
stay perfectly still. They must have hit her with the weapon just as they had
Jack. If he’d passed out from the blow it would only make sense she would’ve as
well.
    “She’s still alive.” The other man’s voice came from
directly above her. He was so close she could smell the alcohol on his breath.
    “You’re lucky. He would have your balls if you killed her,”
Thomas said.
    “Well I didn’t. So what should we do now, boss ?”
    The man’s mocking tone told her they’d been right. Thomas
wasn’t the man in charge. But she guessed it was only fair that he’d pretended
to be. After all, they were all playing a game right now. He needed his role
just as much as she and Jack needed theirs.
    “Post two guards outside the door. I’m going to go get the
tools. When they wake up, I’ll get the answers we need.”
    She waited until she heard them leave before sitting up. The
room swam around her at the abrupt position change but she was able to steady
herself. After she got her bearings she crawled over to the wall she needed.
    She lay down on her side with her back to the nail and
started to run the sharp point over the plastic band that imprisoned her
wrists. She couldn’t see what she was doing though. As she worked the nail over
the bindings she slipped a couple of times and embedded the tip of the nail in
her skin. It was amazing how ineffectual the metal was against the plastic
considering the damage it did to her.
    After a few minutes her hands and wrists were slick with her
own blood. But with each pass she was that much closer to being free. Jack had
just moaned softly when the binding finally gave. She brought her hands in
front of her and gagged from the smell of her blood. She’d really made a mess
of her arms. But it was a mess that would have to wait. She had more important
things to take care of first.
    She crawled over to Jack and pulled on his shirt. “Wake up.”
    After a couple of tugs he sat up and then grabbed his head.
“Fuck me. I feel like I’ve been hit by a transport vessel.”
    “It’s going to get worse if we hang around much longer.” She
stood carefully and unbound his wrists before holding a hand out to him. He
grabbed it but then immediately let go.
    “What the hell happened to you?”
    “It was a necessary evil. Come on.”
    He stood this time but did so without touching her. “Here.”
He pulled his shirt off in one smooth movement and then started tearing it into
strips. “Use these on your arms.”
    “Now’s not the time for that.” She would live without
bandages. But they needed to get out of here. She walked over to the back of
the building and started to press against the boards. It was a shoddily made
building. One put up in haste. There was a chance that some of the boards might
be loose.
    “Over here.” Jack seemed to have the same idea. Only he had
started on a different wall. And either he’d had better luck or he’d used more
muscle when testing the boards as he’d already pushed one out of the way and
was working on a second one. “Hurry. Somebody had to hear that,” he said as the
board gave way. It was true. The boards might have given out but they did so
with loud protest. He stood back and let her pass before he followed her out.
    The gently rolling hills