Chapter 31“This can’t be happening.” Dwight rushed into the garage. A quick glance at the floor showed that the rope and tape he’d used to bind them was there, in a mound on the floor. How did they get loose?
He bolted for the door leading to the basement, hoping the two pieces of garbage would maybe, just maybe have enough decency in them to free their friends before they got out of there. As he opened the door, he realized that, decency or not, if the boys were smart, they would have left and gotten the police instead of trying to handle things themselves.
And as he confronted this question, another one hit him as he threw open the door and halted at the top step leading to the basement: What if they’re down there now, waiting for me with my .357 pointed right at these very stairs?
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