An excerpt from my upcoming paranormal/urban fantasy, Angel's Bayou, an LG Creed novel, coming later this summer.
About a half-hour later when he
thought she was asleep, he crept into her room. She tried to listen to his
movements and figure out what he was doing. She could hear him fidgeting with
something; his steps got closer until he was next to the bed. His hand took her
arm and laid it straight, and then she felt the prick of the needle in her
vein. She was able to keep silent and still at the unexpected pinch, or she
wouldn‘t be able to pull off the charade of being asleep. She chanced a peek, glancing through her eyelashes.
Unbelief flooded her mind at what she
saw. He was drawing blood from her arm. Why? For what reason could he want her
blood?
Knowing she was too weak from all the
drugs he had been giving her, she did not even try to fight him. Continuing to
act as if she was sleeping, she kept her breathing even.
When the vial was full, he removed
the needle from her arm and crossed the room. She could hear him on the other side of the room. Sneaking another look, she saw him taking her car keys and ATM
card from her purse. Next, he quietly left the room.
Although, his
voice was muffled by the closed door, she could still hear him on talking on the phone. “I’ve got more; I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” The sound of the front door opening and closing told her he had left immediately after the phone call.
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