Empty Bodies 3: Deliverance (Empty Bodies Series Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

moved her hand up to the back of his neck. “Then I can do plenty of things to distract your mind.” She ran her hand around the side of his neck, rubbing it.
    “That isn’t good enough,” Will replied.
    The next few moments went by in a blur. Those four words had just poured out before Will could realize what he was saying—the grip on his neck loosened and Holly stepped away from him
    “What did you say?” Holly asked.
    Will looked up at her and she was glaring at him.
    “Holly, that’s not what I meant.”
    “Well, what exactly did you mean? ‘Cause that sure as hell sounded like you don’t give two shits about what happened earlier.”
    Will sighed. “Come on, Holly. All I’m saying is that I got caught in the moment. Needless to say, the timing kinda sucked.”
    “Are you saying you ‘anger-fucked’ me?”
    Will stood and rolled his eyes. “I don’t have time for this petty bullshit.”
    Holly’s eyes filled with tears as she started to back away from him. What was strange to Will was that he didn’t feel guilty about any of it, and he was sure the look on his face showed that. She shook her head, then turned and stormed out of the room.
    When she was gone, Will drew in deep, heavy breaths. He walked over to the wall and braced himself against it with both his hands. Dark energy rose inside him and he could feel the blood rush. When he looked up, he realized he’d come to a place at the wall where a mirror was just in front of him. He saw the blood and the paleness in his eyes. A version of himself he’d never seen before stared back at him. One filled with anger and hate. In an instant, he reared back his fist and punched the mirror as hard as he could, causing the whole mirror to crack, growing out like a spiderweb.
    Blood pooled on the floor as Will clinched his fists, looking back at his worn face through the broken mirror.
    ***
    Jessica
    The rest of the group stood in the hallway, waiting on Will. Moments earlier, they’d seen Holly exit the room in tears. Marcus had followed her down the hall, and neither of them had come back. Jessica looked over to Brandon, seeing that he appeared even more nervous than she did. She knew he’d been on plenty of runs before, and wondered why he was so nervous about this one.
    “You sure you want to do this?”
    Jessica looked over and saw Gabriel standing next to her. She nodded her head.
    “What about your shoulder?” he asked.
    “It feels fine, really. You guys aren’t going to stop me from going.”
    Gabriel smiled. “Fair enough.”
    The door to Will’s room opened, garnering everyone’s attention. Jessica’s eyes immediately went to his hand. It was wrapped in what had once been a white towel, which he clutched with his opposite hand. Most of the white color of the towel was gone, replaced by stains of his blood.
    Brandon looked over to Sarah as he walked toward Will. “Go grab something to clean and wrap it in, quick. Let me see that.”
    “It’s fine,” Will said. “No big deal.” Will pulled the towel away and revealed a laceration across the middle knuckle on his left hand.
    “Shit, man,” Brandon said. He leaned in to observe the wound. “You’re gonna need stitches.”
    “What the hell did you do?” Gabriel asked him.
    Will shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.” He then looked back over to Brandon. “How long will it take to stitch me up?”
    “Shouldn’t take but a few minutes, but I can’t do it. I don’t know how.”
    Sarah came back with some gauze and a bottle of peroxide to disinfect the wound.
    “Can you do stitches?” Brandon asked Sarah.
    She shook her head. “I’ve never done it, but I could try.”
    “I’ll do it.”
    They looked over at Jessica.
    “You’ve done this before?” Sarah asked.
    “Well, not on a human. Or with skin. But I’ve sewn since I was nine years old.”
    Brandon and Sarah looked at each other, and Brandon shrugged.
    “Alright. I’ll go grab the supplies