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Retreat.

Every once in a while, you need to get away from it all. I was a woman on the edge, shaken and shattered after a breakup that felt like it tore my entire world apart. My best friend, sick of watching me drown in misery and melancholy, harassed me until I agreed to go with her on a week-long wilderness retreat. She promised days spent bonding and getting in touch with our inner bad-asses. It was supposed to be all about the two of us roughing it and making do with the bare minimum. She assured me we were going to be pushed to our limits in ways that were unimaginable. Neither one of us could have ever guessed just how right she was. Nowhere in the glossy brochure did it say anything about the fact I was going to have to battle the insufferable but deliciously rugged and sexy trail guide instead of the elements. The brochure also forgot to mention the part that warned when y ou left civilization behind, there was no place to pack your inhibitions and fears. I was told that I would be facing a week where the only thing I should expect was the unexpected. However, no one mentioned that I was going to have to fight for my life…and my heart as soon as I ventured into the unknown. I was a pro at hiding from my feelings but when it came time to face a real threat, one that could change everything, I learned I was more of a no surrender, no retreat kind of girl. Retreat is created by Jay Crownover, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Jay Crownover · สมัยใหม่
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54 Chs

Chapter 31: No Easy Way Out

Chapter 31: No Easy Way Out

Both the men were scarily proficient with the weapons in their hands returning fire, so the campsite quickly turned into something that resembled a warzone. The gunshots from the faceless attackers continued to kick up rock and sand while chunks of bark peeled off of the trees all around us. The initial shots were probably meant as a warning, another tactic to scare us. It was clear whoever was doing all of this wanted to get us to move along. My best guess would be that they wanted us as far away from the hidden field of narcotics as they could get us. As soon as both Grady and Webb started shooting back, the threat from those returning fire became more real. A hunk of tree tore off right above where Cy was covering me and I heard him swear as the wooden shrapnel tore across his scalp. A brilliant red drop of blood trickled over the center of his forehead and across the bridge of his nose before he reached up with his injured arm to swipe at it.