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I thought I was going to drown.
I could see nothing as the light left my vision and I was thrashing in the pitch black as the grip on my ankle held fast. I wasn’t able to shake it and, when I felt fingers adjusting their hold on me, I knew Arthur had found me already.
If his plan was just to kill me in the water, he was going to achieve it. I was woefully underprepared for a scenario like this.
Just at the point where I was seriously starting to panic, I heard a rushing in my ears and it felt like the water fell away from me, like my feet were now standing on something solid. I still didn’t dare take a breath until there was a pat on my back.
“Take a lungful. I’m not interested in you being a corpse.”
