Sharon raiseda finger to her lips and listened intently. All she could hear nowwas the buzz of the fluorescents. “I thought I heardsomething.”
Kate’s eyeswidened the same way they’d done when she’d first spotted Min’sdead body. “You think someone’s here?”
Sharonalmost said maybe, but shedidn’t want to frighten her daughter without due cause. She rosefrom Min’s side and grabbed the heavy-duty long-handled stapler offthe desk reserved for interns. If it came down to a confrontationwith a cold-blooded killer, she’d rather be armed thannot.
“Take myhand,” Sharon instructed her daughter.
“Eww, no!”
“Just doit!”
Kate rolledher eyes. “Fine.”
Sharoncouldn’t help noticing how forcefully her daughter clung to her.They were both as frightened as each other, it seemed. Not everyday you discover
