There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

We agreed that he’d give me the sign that it was safe to run through.
Cole would slip into the wall up ahead. I’d wait for Shaw, to make sure he
followed. The moment I saw him, I’d sprint down the aisle. As Shaw chased
after me, Cole would jump out and bury his knife in Shaw’s neck.
That was the plan.
Shaw will be here any second.
What do I do? What do I DO?
Shaw’s heavy footsteps pound toward me.
Without waiting for him to reach the middle, I sprint down one of the spokes.
This isn’t the way I was supposed to go, but it doesn’t fucking matter. If Cole
isn’t here, I only have two options: run all the way out and flee from the
maze, or try to hide in the walls.
Shaw is chasing after me way too fucking fast. He’s probably visited the
maze himself, late at night while it was being built. He knows the way
through. He’s faster than me. If I run, he’ll catch me.
If I hide, it might give Cole enough time to find us both.
Where is he?
I thought he’d be here. I was so sure of it. Not for a second did I believe he’d
let me down.
He won’t let me down.
He’ll be here.
I just have to stay alive a little longer.
I dart into a tiny alcove hidden in the glossy black wall. There’s a dozen of
these niches scattered through the maze. I try to make myself as small as a
mouse, stifling my panting breath, covering my mouth with both hands while
gasps leak out in a frosty mist, harsh and ragged.
I can hear Shaw’s breath, even heavier. He’s puffing like a buffalo, winded
from chasing after me.