Chapter Five
The impact was too solid.
Stan had no options except grabbing Jodie or going down hard on his ass. But her forward momentum was too much and all grabbing her with his good arm did was to take her down with him. Reaching back with his left, his hooks just skidded on the stone pathway. Then, because he hadn’t let go until she crashed down on top off him, he was slammed down doubly hard. Pain shot up his arm, not just from where his stump fitted in the socket, but from the elbow he no longer had. His nerves told him he’d just snapped his nonexistent wrist.
Then the pain really hit.
It felt as if he’d just dipped his nonexistent hand in a cauldron of fire—as hot as the day it had been blown apart.
“Goddamn it!” Jodie cursed and rolled off him.
He let her go.
He was past spe
