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It’s going to be okay, I mouthed back to her.Someone will be here soon.
Panic filled her little face. Even if I suspected she couldn’t read my lips, my guess was she knew I had to leave. She shook her head.
I pressed my hand into the window, not that she could notice the added pressure, so I got closer and mouthed,Promise.Hang tight.
She kept shaking her head, but I was on the move.
I didn’t stick to the fence. I ran right to the back gate.
The latch locked from the inside, but with an easy twist and lift, the door opened.
On instinct, I looked back to the house and froze yet again.
I saw a shadow moving through the hall across the door of the bathroom, headed toward the back bedroom.
“Shit!” I hissed.
I sprinted back to the dining room window and didn’t bother crouching.
I looked right in.
I was correct about that shadow.
He wasn’t in his recliner anymore.
He was headed to her.
“No, no, no, no, no,” I chanted, panic creeping in, attempting to take a firm grip.
To force it out (because that would paralyze me too, and no way could I let that happen), acting fast, even though I was not able to think as fast, I had to go with it.
I went to the patio door and knocked, loud.
And I kept doing it until he showed at the door.
Okay, good.
Or, also, bad.
What the heck did I do now?
The door was made of glass.
Through it, he looked at me.
He looked at the patio beyond me.
He looked at me again.
And I looked at him.
On the wrong side of middle age, my guess, closer to sixty than forty. His shoulders were broad. His hair was thin. He had a little gut. He needed a shave. And he had to be four or five inches taller than me.
I had a stun gun and thirty years less than him.
But he could probably take me.
