C92 CHAPTER 92 - PLAYING ALONG

Mackenzie sprang up to her feet immediately, ignoring her wobbling knees and the dire urge in the pit of her stomach to puke. Her mind was racing fast - too fast for her own good, and there was nothing she could do stop it.

She paced about the tiny living room, tapping her trembling fingers against her hips continuously.

"What am I going to do?" She cried