Chapter 51

Tommy

Dirt filled Tommy's mouth. What the hell? The scent of earth, grass, and trees reminded him that he was at the edge of the swamp. He groaned as he moved from his side, hurting like he was hit by a cement truck. His shirt, covered in blood, clung to him. Ruby! She had unintentionally stabbed him, thinking that he was Brady. The guy had her!

How long had he been out? As daylight peeked across the sky, he figured he'd been unconscious for at least a few hours. He pushed onto his knees and squeezed his eyes shut to block out the nausea churning in his stomach. Get up. Find Ruby.