Stop!
You have to be brave.
She had to find her sisters. They could be somewhere in the middle of that brawl. She had to make sure they were all right.
Somewhere, deep inside, she must have some courage left.
Addie forced her feet to move as she quickly walked along the alley. Should she call the police?
Sure. And how are you going to talk to them?
Her throat felt swollen; her voice was gone.
As she walked around the corner of the building she saw a large metal gate blocking her path. Grabbing hold of the handle, she attempted to open it, but it wouldn’t budge.
Shoot.
Turning, she headed back through the alleyway and along the back of the next building. She crept along slowly and quietly.
As well as being a fast runner, she also excelled at being very, very quiet. As she got closer to the corner of the building, she heard a strange noise. Peering around, she could see a number of vehicles parked in the lot next to the building. She headed down the side of the building, stopping as she saw something in the corner of her eye.
Addie quickly crouched behind a truck.
Glancing around the corner of the vehicle she saw a man step out of the shadows. He was carrying something over his shoulder.
Something that looked very much like a body.
Oh my God.
That couldn’t be right. Was she hallucinating? She closed her eyes and opened them.
Nope. Still there.
What should she do? She should move, right? But what if he saw her?
Well, she didn’t want to stay here, staring at someone carrying around a dead body. Standing slowly, she took two steps to her right. The person paused and she froze. Her heart raced.
Oh God.
Did he see her? Hear her? But she hadn’t made a noise.
Then he moved again, heading toward a car with an open trunk which they heaved the body into.
This was her chance. They had their back to her. She could run . . .
Or she could hide.
Addie decided to take option two after she heard yelling coming from the bar. She didn’t think she could get past the guy and around the building without him seeing her. Plus, the yelling should cover any noise she made moving. So, putting her foot on the bumper, she climbed over the back of the pickup truck closest to her. Realizing there was a tarp in the open back, which she hastily drew it over her.
Please don’t let him have heard her.
Please.
Addie kept herself as still as possible, her mind racing.
Could he hear her breathing? He was going to find her at any moment, weren’t they?
Oh no. Oh no.
