The shock of hitting the ground woke Vanessa out of her trance. Suddenly alert, she followed the guy holding her hand, finally back in control.
"Could you... maybe warn me... next time you jump out a window?" she asked, forming words when she could spare the brain power.
Their situation was slowly sinking back in and her self-preservation instinct was starting to kick in. Sure, the guy had a gun, but how was she supposed to defend herself?
"Where now?"
"Could you... maybe warn me... next time you jump out a window?" she asked, forming words when she could spare the brain power.
Their situation was slowly sinking back in and her self-preservation instinct was starting to kick in. Sure, the guy had a gun, but how was she supposed to defend herself?
"Where now?"