COMMAND PERFORMANCE
Laura was aware of her sweating palms and the rising heat in her cheeks, her blood now racing in an attempt to somehow help her escape the danger. But there was nowhere to go and she was frozen in horror, unable to even moan her fear.
When she finally pulled her gaze up to Mac’s face she saw his vulnerability. On display for the first time it revealed itself through a mask of gray skin, shiny with perspiration. And for a brief moment Laura felt no fear, only mild curiosity.
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