Chapter 16

The night breeze stirred the curtains as he suddenly buried his face into the scarred palm of her hand. "Sadie... I almost couldn't hold on..." Gideon's tears soaked into the ridges of her scarred skin. The warmth of his touch reminded Sadie of the fleeting body heat of those buried deep in the northern Myanmar mud. His trembling back arched under her hand, a curve of repentance, but all she could smell was the metallic tang of blood. She knew she had to act. She had to stop him before he...