Page 114 of Animal's Reformation
Animal walked over to her again and tilted his chin at the handsome biker. “Shadow thinks this sounds like that fucker who’s been killing all those young women in the county. I haven’t been following the story, but he’s been reading about it in the papers. Do you know about it?”
An icy chill enveloped her. “It can’t be.” She gasped, swallowing air like a drowning person.
He gripped her shoulder. “You’re safe,” he said in a low voice.
“Have you been reading about it?” Shadow asked.
Clutching the base of her throat, she nodded. “If I hadn’t gotten away, he would’ve killed me. Oh, God.”
“But he didn’t, Mom. You gotta focus on that. What the hell did this fucker look like?”
“I don’t know. I mean, he was standing behind me, but I did turn around when I was fighting him, but my mind’s a blank.” A small sob escaped her lips.
“It’s okay … it’ll come back. What’s his name?” Animal said.
“Hunter Lewis.”
His eyes widened, then anger crept across his face, dark and deadly.
“What’s wrong? Do you know him?” Rena asked.
“Not yet, but I will … and then I’m gonna fuckin’ kill him.” She could feel the ferocious fury growling through him.
All of a sudden an irrational fear seized her, and she grabbed him and hugged him tightly. He hugged her back, and in a tiny splinter of time, they came together as mother and son.
