C12 Robotic Bond (2)

But the moment she turned he sprinted after her, his large strides easily matching her, so that he caught up to her in the doorway, his long metal hands fixing around her upper arms in a vice-grip. The cold glass vial dug into her skin where his large hand held both her and the object in its grasp. Bianca screamed, battling to get out of his grip, and he released one of her arms