Sofie
I text Ava and Claire that Delaney and I will leave soon. I pull my keys out to unlock my door. As I do I look down and see Delaney’s phone on the ground. She must have dropped it hauling her bag in so she can change. I set mine in my purse and pick hers up with my left hand. It’s still unlocked open to her recent call to Clint. I slip it into my jacket pocket. My ring gets caught in a string as I go to pull my hand out. “Ugh” I groan as I push the door open. I’ll set my keys down and grab the scissors. “Hey Delaney, sorry…” I freeze. I vaguely hear the keys hit the wood floor.
“Hello my sweet. Close the door and lock it.” Delaney sits on the coffee table terrified.
Ryan stands with a gun touching the back of her head. Her wrists are in handcuffs in her lap.
“Quickly Sofie or
