hard line. "We don't have time for this." He yanked on her wrist and something inside her snapped.
She was tired of being pushed around, of being told what would and wouldn’t happen. No more. She opened her mouth, inhaling deep and praying there was still something left.
"I knew it would be a challenge getting you first." He sighed. "Listen, do what you’ve got to do. You can't hurt me. But can you please hurry, because this place is coming down like a house of cards and I don't want to be anywhere near here when it does."
She swallowed the yell and stepped away from him. He was crazy, one hundred and ten percent certifiably nucking futs. What was he talking about? How had he slipped past the guards outside to get into her room? Where was the security when she needed it? Thoughts she hadn’t wondered before now slammed into her.
Who was this guy?
Hunter glanced over his shoulder and she heard what had caught his attention. The sound of jangling keys. A guard was making the rounds. Finally.
She smiled. "I could get you in a ton of trouble."
His shoulders drooped, he seemed tired. Now that she was really looking, his eyes were slightly sunken in and rimmed in black. Like he hadn't slept in years. She could relate.
"Give me ten seconds to convince you. If I don't, I'm gone. Deal?"
He was pleading. Why? He acted like he knew her. She didn't actually sense him as a threat. But who was he? She'd have recognized him around. He was too normal not to. He didn't belong here.
The keys grew louder.
"You get five," she muttered.
He nodded and stepped in close to her. She smelled him, a mix of soap and sewage water, it made her wrinkle her nose.
"I'm from the future. I came back to get you. To save you, so you can save us."
His words rang with the conviction of his beliefs. But she knew, just because you believed it, didn't also mean you weren't nuts.
"Seriously?” After years of listening to crazy, it shouldn’t surprise her. But it had, and that made her sad. Because looking at him, he looked so sane. So… normal. Clenching her jaw, she held up a hand determined to ignore the small part of her that’d entertained the hope that he had come to save her. “That's what you say to convince me? Your five’s up." She ran to her door, banging on it and trying to yell, but her throat was too damaged to do more than squeak. Didn't matter though, she heard the stomp of feet as the guard rushed to her cell.
"For once, Sable. Just for once I'd love for you to believe me."
Hunter grabbed her from behind, his arm wrapped around her neck and he pulled her into him. "I promise this will all make sense soon."
His touch sent an immediate thrill through her. Not because of how he held her, she’d been held down in here many times, pinned up against a hard body. But it was the way he held her. Like he wanted to keep her, like he was almost… protecting her.
It was a stupid emotion, one that made her angry, because she didn’t want to be dependent on anyone else to make her happy or make her hope. And as she thought all this it suddenly seemed to her as if time were literally slowing down. The steps outside her cell felt plodding, not anxious to get at her, or to discover what the source of the chaos was. Her skin tingled with a prickle of awareness, something powerful and strange quickened through the air around them.
Turning to gaze back at him, brows lowered in confusion, that’s when she noticed a knife. A long handled one gripped tight in his hand. It took only a second for her brain to process the brilliance of the blade, the odd markings along the hilt and then he was plunging it deep into her side, just below her rib cage.
It happened so fast that at first she thought she’d imagined it. There was no pain, just a blank empty stare in her eyes. And where time had been slow before, it suddenly all rushed to catch up to where it should have been and when that happened fire blazed across her middle. She gasped,