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plane and then over to the shelter.
    “You’re already sick,” she said. “The vaccine only helps people who haven’t had it.”
    He jerked her forward and then toward the lean-to.
    Oh my god. This might work.
    As he dragged her, she limped and hopped to keep up, trying to ignore the pain in her ankle but starting to feel nauseous from it. At the entrance to the lean-to, Frank threw her to the ground. Completely unprepared for the move, she barely had time to get her hands up as she landed on the wool and thermal blankets.
    Although her arms shook, she crawled on hands and knees to the bag. Please let it be in there. It wasn’t something she’d ever used on a trip but she had it for emergencies.
    She pulled the bag to her, still open from when Logan had used it, and looked inside. Frank stood just outside the lean-to, wheezing, and watching her.
    Where is it?  
    She dumped the bag.  
    The little glass bottle, where is it?
    There!
    She picked it up, checked the label, and quickly found a disposable syringe. As she knelt, she wasted no time filling the needle to capacity. Then she turned to Frank.  
    “You’ll need to sit down and roll up your sleeve,” she said, feeling a little more confident with the doctor patter.
    He did as he was told, slipping easily into patient mode.
    This is going to work.
    When he’d finished rolling up his sleeve, though, he grabbed the bottle just as she set it down. He peered at it.  
    “Nembutal,” he said slowly, sounding it out.  
    Jules froze. If he knew what Nembutal actually was, the game was over.
    He set it back down.
    “You’ll feel a little stick,” she said.
    He grunted and rolled his eyes.
    She immediately stretched the flesh of his upper arm between her index finger and thumb and gave him the injection–all of it. But before she could even cap the syringe, he was on her.
    Sitting in the lean-to had been a mistake. He quickly turned to her, took her by the throat, and forced her onto her back. Though her hands flew to his forearms, he straddled her thighs with his enormous weight. It was pointless to fight. What she needed to do was stall for time, at least a couple minutes.
    “It doesn’t have to be like this,” she choked.
    With all the will power she could summon, she let go of his arms. The squeezing on her throat immediately slackened and then his hands went to the buttons of her blouse. She looked him in the eye, forced herself to smile, and slowly moved her hands to his chest.
    “Why don’t you let me do this nicely?” she said, trying to pitch her voice low.
    Suddenly, he grabbed both her wrists, forced them to her sides, and jammed them under her, behind her back.
    “Because I don’t like nice,” he said smirking.
    But then he coughed–another horrendous and a long fit of coughing she wished would go on forever. But eventually, it stopped and his eyes went to her breasts. The last few buttons of the blouse came undone.  
    Panic suddenly flared deep in her chest. What if the Nembutal doesn’t take effect in time? A sedative injected intramuscularly takes longer than an intravenous shot.  
    Frank ran his rough hand over her chest, swishing back and forth. And then he squeezed her right breast so hard she had to cry out.  
    He chuckled and coughed but the coughing didn’t last. He squeezed the other breast as well and now she couldn’t help but fight. She squirmed under his weight and tried to pull her arms free but she couldn’t budge. Her elbows felt as though they might break but she didn’t give up. She writhed her torso, trying to keep his hands from gaining a hold.
    “That’s it,” he growled. “That’s how I like it.”
    But the last few words were slurred.
    Her eyes snapped to his face. He looked confused. She tried to buck him off but the movement of her hips gave him a different idea. He tugged at her bra as she bucked again and this time he wobbled. The Nembutal was starting to take effect.
    Hurry .
    Suddenly his bearded face

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