C8 Chapter Eight: Twice wasn't enough

Debra's pov

The dagger was still stuck in the doorframe when I moved.My hand closed around the binding cloth I had just removed, yanked it up across my chest, and knotted it hard once. tight enough to lock everything in place, rough enough that the red marks burned under it.

Then I went at him.

I did not waste any breath on words, I simply attacked with everything I had