She saw Sarah secure Jake’s wrists behind him with another zip tie then bind his ankles as well.
Jake’s color was good and his chest moved steadily. He was going to be all right. He had to be all right. She took deep even breaths, trying not to panic. The Croates would come and find him and he would be all right.
“Now move,” Sarah said, still holding the gun on Jake. “Marilyn’s car is right outside.”
Had they planned all this? What were they going to do once they got up on the mountain?
“Boy, you come here,” Sarah said.
Aaron frowned at her as she reached out, grabbed his arm, and dragged him over. The gun was now aimed at his head.
Emmy squealed and clung to his arm, but wouldn’t let go of Thea either. And so they dragged Thea along behind them in a chain as they headed for the door
