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It was a two-story stone building. He pulled keys out of his pocket and unlocked the heavy door, holding it open for her.
“Just step inside. I’ll hit the light when I follow you in.”
She moved in and waited for him. It was cold in there. She shivered, and didn’t much like how pitch dark it was in here. She hoped he hurried up with the—
He turned the light on and she saw racks of supplies, mostly nonperishable food and paper items, piled as high as the ceiling.
“Wow. Planning for world domination from your island here?”
He laughed. “No, but sometimes I don’t have access to the helicopter, so I have to make do with what I have on hand. I just make sure to have a lo
t on hand.”
“Probably a smart move.” She put her hands on her hips and turned to him. “So what do we need to take back with us, and do you have a shopping cart?”
He was scanning the racks, but dragged his attention away. “Actually, I do have a cart. It’s in the other room. That way I don’t have to make as many trips. Through that door on your left. Down the hall, second room on the right. If you wouldn’t mind. I’ll get the ladder and start pulling what we need from the racks.”
“Okay, sure.”
“Light switch is just inside on your right.”
She opened the wide door and flipped the light switch on a long hallway with multiple doors. It was even colder back here. She rubbed her arms and headed down to the room where Pete had indicated the cart would be.
She turned the knob and pushed the door open, then fumbled around for a light switch. It wasn’t on the right side of the wall, so she stepped farther in, propping the door open with her foot.
She was shoved in the back and went flying to the hard floor, the door slamming shut behind her.
Her knees screamed with pain where she’d scraped them, her heart jamming double time from the fear and shock.
What the hell just happened?
She scrambled to her feet and ran back to the door, pulled on the knob, but it wouldn’t turn.
It was locked.
She banged on the door.
“Pete? Pete! I’m locked in. Pete! Can you hear me?”
Her heart pounded. Someone had pushed her down and locked her in the room. Was Pete okay? Had he been knocked out, or even worse?
“Pete!” She banged on the door. “Pete, answer me!”
“He can’t hear you.”
She whirled around at the voice behind her.
“Who’s there?”
“I’m over here.”
Her stomach fell, hope and terror mixing as she realized who had spoken to her.
“Mom? Is that you?”
“Elena?”
“Keep talking. I’ll find you. Or a light.”
