No Strings Attached

A canister of gasoline toppled over behind her, its contents gushing out slowly.

Clara knew this was Heidi's doing. It wasn't just her child's life that Heidi was after. It was hers too. She stumbled backward, recklessly, but with hands and feet bound, her movement was painfully slow. It was so slow, in fact, that Heidi had time to pick herself up off the ground, while Clara had barely moved a yard.

Heidi fished a lighter out of her pocket. With a "click", a blue flame sprang to life before Clara's eyes. She knew that once the lighter hit the ground, the whole boat would be engulfed in flames, and she'd be trapped with no way out. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Desperate, she called out, "Heidi, I know you want me dead, but if you start this fire, you won't make it out either."

up, there'll be a helicopter swooping in to

finds you, you are just a pile

down all the escape routes. You're not going anywhere. They're just stringing you along.” Clara was working the ropes on her wrists as she kept Heidi talking,

lighter in her hand. "You're full of it! They wouldn't lie

end well for you either." It was then that Clara felt the ropes give way around her wrists. Without alerting Heidi, she began freeing her legs. Just as she

on for dear life. They struggled on the deck, fighting fiercely for

on the deck. The stark white of Clara's figure

wind, he sprinted towards the ship, praying under his breath, "Hold on,