Tish POV
The sound of muffled voices wakes me from my sleep. The sun is beating through the windshield of the car, and I am beginning to sweat. I turn my head to look out of the window and see two faces pressed against the glass.
I scream in fright and scoot over into the driver's side of the car. My hand is clutched to my chest as I try to calm down, but the two guys looking at me don't leave. I don't know where Fred has gone, and panic starts to burn through my veins. I reach for the keys, but they are no longer in the ignition.
One of the men walks around the front of the car to the driver's side, and I fumble to lock the doors. But I am not quick enough. The door opens, and I fall backward out of the car. The man catches me and holds me in his arms.
A sense of calm washes over
