Chapter 82

A plan formed in her head as she watched Denver sleep. Even as she contemplated it, she rebelled at the thought. She hesitated, then forced herself forward out of the trees before she could change her mind. She crept to the side of the car, then pulled her fist back and smashed the driver’s side window. Even as Denver was bolting awake, she was reaching through the window. She jerked the seat belt. It slid through her fingers as it tightened around him. He snapped his head back, away from her hand, but she was already reaching past him.

Leaning into the car, she grabbed the seat belt buckle, twisting the metal and breaking the plastic, jamming the buckle closed. Then she pulled her head out of the car. Denver whipped his head around, following her hand as it moved past him. He looked up at her. For a moment, he just stared, fixing her with the wide eyes of a coward bracing for the first blow. Even as she stepped away, he flinched. When he realized she was backing off, his brow