It was agony. Even as the appalling shock of the first ferocious impact ripped through her body like a lightning bolt, a second scorching stroke lashed her helpless flesh. It was like fire, yet worse than fire, for with the cruel burning came the weight of the blow itself, scoring a throbbing fur...
As he spoke, the man Julia had crashed into bent and hauled her to her feet. Her knees buckled and he moved his hands to her armpits and held her upright with her back towards him. “Please don’t beat me! I’ll be good. Please, I’ll do anything you say. Don’t beat me. Oh, don’t!” Julia cared nothin...
“The Commodore’s written permission. She’s under my control until we’re ready to fly again.” She turned her grin on Pam. “Three nights in New York, Ann. We’re going to have such fun.” Pam’s gut lurched. Drake read the paper and stared at her with the same intensity as before. She saw him regain c...