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“How much farther?”
“Just a block.”
They paused as they reached a second busy street. A group of high school kids drove down the street, the music blaring.
“Oh God, that was some of my girls,” she said. “We’ve got to get out of here.”
The car stopped at a light and the kids jumped out and ran around the car before getting back in.
“At least they’re having a good time.”
Had someone alerted the kids about them doing the Cupid dance?
“Did you tell anyone?”
“No, did you?” she asked.
“No,” he replied, trying to think back. “Tonight is the Valentine’s Day dance. I bet they are on their way now to dance around the statue.”
Now she remembered seeing the flyers all over school about the dance this Saturday night. Thank goodness she had not been asked to chaperone.
“Wait. You said something in front of my girls last night at the game. They understood and because of the dance, I bet they’re running late.”
“Thank goodness.”
“No, not thank goodness. Someone knows we were planning on doing this and the sheriff has our clothes. We’re screwed.”
Just then the car took off and turned down the road that led into the park. They ran across the street and into another dark alley. They were going to be lucky if they didn’t get shot.
“We’re almost there,” she said.
Racing around a corner, he suddenly pulled her back behind them.
In the darkness, the sheriff was climbing up a tree.
“Damn cat,” they heard him say. “Come on. I’m ready to go home.”
“Did you find him, Sheriff?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said.
They were standing behind a dumpster trying not to laugh.
“Got ya,” he said as he hurried down the ladder.
“Oh, thank you so much, Sheriff. I really appreciate your time in finding my sweet kitty.”
“You’re welcome. Good night, Mrs. Raffsberger,” he said and went to his car.
“The sheriff is Ryan, the husband of Taylor from the restaurant,” he said, trying not to laugh at the absurdity of the sheriff climbing the tree for a cat. But the lady was a widow and the kitty was her baby.
Sitting behind the dumpster, they snickered like two teenagers. The sound of a car pulling away had Zach sticking his head around the dumpster.
Just then, a rat scampered across the alley. A shiver rippled through Zach and he slipped his hand across Emily’s mouth just as she started to scream. Thank God, the sound was muffled.
She shivered with cold. “Get me out of here, now.”
“Let’s go,” he said, pulling her hand. “What’s your apartment number?”
