TRAPPED ON THE street between Tall Boy and the red-haired woman with no place to hide, Case agonized over which way to run. Both were bigger than her. She guessed Tall Boy was very good with those knives, but when she thought of running towards the woman, something in her recoiled. Tall Boy then. She took a step in his direction, hoping Shorty and his slingshot didn’t suddenly join him.
Wait! her Voice called.
Wait!What the freak for? But she waited.
What the freak for?A rumbling grew from the end of the street where the red-haired woman stood. A moment later, a tractor-trailer turned the corner past the woman, heading towards Case. She crouched behind a recycling bin.
The truck stopped, then backed into a ramped driveway beside her, halting before a huge metal door. Lowering the windo
