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Autumn woke to Chrissy watching her. Ray wasn’t in the bed. The clock read eight thirty. He likely left over an hour ago. Ace sat next to the bed, head above the top of the mattress, panting.
“Okay, let’s go outside!”
She pulled on her robe, shoulders aching from being tied up, her back stiff from fear and being shoved around. Chrissy let Autumn lift her from the pile of blankets and carry her outside. Ace charged outside the moment the sliding door opened wide enough for him to escape. Autumn didn’t put Chrissy through manipulating her to get her coat on. She held her securely while she went and wrapped her in a warm blanket once they were back in the house.
A tapping on the front door sent Ace barking. Chrissy didn’t react. Maybe the pain killer dulled her response. Autumn loo
