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Maggie blinked. Her instincts told her to struggle in his grasp, but her efforts were weak. “Let me go!” she insisted.
He shook his head. “Never, but tell me what you saw. What made you scream?”
Maggie shuddered and turned her face away from him. “You. You were covered in blood. There was-” a sob escaped her lips, “-there was blood everywhere, and you were smiling.” She whipped her head to him and tears slid down her cheeks. “You just stood there and smiled!”
He gave her a solid shake. “It was a dream! Only a dream!”
She shook her head and squirmed in his hold. “It wasn’t a dream, it was the truth! You kill people without caring about it! You killed those men, and you probably killed Blake, and now my father’s going to go to jail for that!”
Adrian frowned. “What abou
