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“I’m here,” the woman called back.
Lozen stood up and tried to look at the men, who were coming toward them, but they were impossible to see because of the car’s high beams and the dark.
“I think she’s hurt,” Lozen called to them. “We might need an ambulance. Or we can drive—”
“She’s not hurt,” one of the men said. “She’s drunk.”
“People can be hurtanddrunk,” said Saber, “and I think there’s something wrong with her.”
It was hard to see the men. They were wearing button downs, but one wasn’t buttoned properly, and the other had a tie hanging loose and untied around his neck.
“She’s fine, she does this all the time,” the man with the tie said, bending down to scoop Maggie up under her arm. Their faces were obscured, and Saber shielded her eyes to try to see them.
“Up we go,” said the man, hoisting her up as the other man slipped under her arm to help.
Nearly dragging her, they carried her back off into the woods, and just like that, they were gone.
Lozen looked at Saber.
“What. The. Fuck.”
They drove to the police station where they found one officer working the night shift desk and explained what happened. Saber smelled burnt coffee and heard a radio playing classic rock music in another room.
“Are you girls drunk?” was the first question a dark-haired officer asked.
He’d been watching a tv show on his computer when they arrived.
“No,” said Saber. “I’m not.”
“But she is,” he said, nodding to Lozen.
“She had some drinks at a party,” Saber said. “That’s not important. A woman has, like, been abducted or something!”
“What you describe is not necessarily an abduction.”
“She was very drunk and had blood on her. Two men dragged her into the woods,” Saber said, her voice level.
“But she knew them and went with them. Maybe she’d fallen and scraped her knees.”
“Sure, but—”
“This happened where?”
“On Phelps Road,” Lozen said, and Saber was grateful, because she had no idea.
“Where on Phelps? What address?”
“Somewhere after Frog Rock, going south.”
Saber nodded, even though she had no idea what a “Frog Rock” was.
“So, what would you suggest I do? Go knock on every door on Phelps and see if there’s a drunk woman who fell in the road and make sure she’s not been abducted? You realize that was probably her own husband who came out and grabbed her.”
“I don’t think so,” said Saber.
“Why not?”
“She was young. And I just… I just don’t think so.”
