Fulton was still out cold when the guards came for her.
Emily briefly considered making a commotion. She figured she might be able to put one down if she caught them off guard. 916 more words
Emily was just coming down off the rush as the soldiers piled in through the door.
It wasn’t a proper stack. No one swept the room clear. Just a dozen men trying to squeeze into a confined space as quickly as possible. Then her, Fulton and that scrawny fucking weasel 421 more words