Leopard's FuryBy: Christine Feehan
“Not drink. Pour it over her.”
The cool water went over her arm and then her chest. She nearly lost her ability to keep her heart and lungs under control, the relief was so tremendous.
“That’s not enough. Get it out of the river.”
Adam threw open the double doors to the van and hopped out. Her acute hearing picked up Whitney hissing in disapproval. He didn’t like that they’d parked by a river. That was her signal to move.
She leapt from the gurney and onto the ground right beside a startled Adam.
“Grab her,” Gerald yelled.
She raced across the street with Adam rushing after her. The tips of his fingers brushed her back just as she dove right off the edge into the river. Water closed over her head, the cool wetness welcoming her.