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“Hang on, bow tie. We’re going to get you out of there.”

“Okay.”

I called Teague. “We found him. We need something to open a locked door.”

“What’s wrong with your foot?”

I drew in a breath for patience. “We don’t want to hurt him.”

“Cal’s a master at picking locks. He’ll have him out in no time.” His voice became muffled. “Yo, Cal. Get your lock set.”

“We’re on the roof.”

“Be careful up there, man. In an old place like this it could have some weak spots.”

As long as it didn’t before we were out of here, I didn’t care.

“Eric? Can you hear me?” Lexie crouched and pressed her face to the door.

“Yeah.”

“Are you hurt?”

“I gotta go to the bathroom,” he said urgently.

“If it’s bad, just go in there. If you can wait a little bit, we’ll find you one,” Lexie said with the gentleness of a mother. A good mother. Nottheirmother.

“My tummy hurts, sis. I can’t see. It’s dark.”

“It won’t be for long. A fireman is on the way to pick the lock.”

“Like Teague?”

“Just like Teague.” She sounded far more calm than I felt.

“Is Millie here?”

The dog. How had I let it slip my mind that he’d want her?

“She’s at home, waiting to see you as soon as we get there.”

“Over here,” I said the second I saw a figure come out of the stairwell into the moonlight.

It was the man my sister seemed to hate. If he got Eric out of this closet without so much as a hair harmed on his head, I’d show him some leniency.

“The fireman is here,” Lexie said before she moved away from the door to allow him to work.

He looked at the lock, opened his case, and selected the tool he wanted. “Hey, Eric. It’s Cal. We met the other night.”

“Hey, Cal.” Eric sounded so small and far away, but brave. Far more brave than I’d ever be.

“Had any Lucky Charms lately?” he asked as he worked.

The lock popped and the door opened.

“No.” Eric blinked, though he didn’t move from his spot on the floor.

“Need a hand up?” Cal extended his arm.

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