Touched By Light 3
off its axis. Worse were the nightmarememories it had resurrected . . .
“Don’t resist me, Julia, or I’ll kill you,” William Bennett said as he rammed himself into her. Not that she could have fought at that point—he’d beaten her too badly . . .
Julia jerked herself back to the present.And here she’d been thinking she was finally putting it all behind her. She slugged back therest of her bourbon. Managed to set the glass back on its paper coaster, despite theHerculean urge to hurl it against the wall.“Can I get you another one, Dr. Reynolds?”Miriam, who happened to be both the bartender and one of the top students in bothJulia’s number theory and thermal physicscourses at the University of Houston, took theempty glass.Miriam’s hair was styled into stiff spikes,the color du jour alternating sections of green,red, and blond. The heavy eye makeupaccentuating her green eyes, one piercedeyebrow, and multiple silver rings in each ear added to her distinct style. Julia just wasn’t
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