of Boston. The orange glow of the streetlights flashed rhyth

d against the cold glass. His eyes were shut

ed neatly in her lap. The thick white bandage wrapped ar

yden was still wearing her thin silk evening gow

nd looked at Alois's

. Slowly, she began to slide ac

r her weight. In the dead silence o

for a second, but he didn't open h

eep, shaky breath and reached out, wrapping

his shoulder, absorbing the solid, radia

rigid. His lungs froze.

ront tires hit

the brake. The heavy car

itched forward, and her left wrist slammed hard a

tches ripped

exploded behind her eyes. Her visio

scream building in her throat. She was terrified that if she made a

t hand behind her back, hiding it against the

second the car jerked. He turn

her face. He saw the way her right shoulder was

e smell

t of fresh blood began t

terrifying, violent sto

t shoulder, physically twisting her

red. His voice was deadly cold

. Tears welled up in her eyes. "I

patience

and forcefully yanked her

eady soaked through with a massive

he heave up and down. Raw fury and ag

s voice shaking the windows. "You're blee

ut. The tears she had been holding b

ken whisper. "I was afraid if I cried, you would

Alois like a sledg

ined out of his body in an

large hands moved with agonizing gent

d glared at the back

is snarled. "Are yo