55“Don’t just stand there!” Stush flapped his hands and gaped at Peg’s body. “You’ve got to help me!”
It was a trap. If I went in there and tried to get her out, he’d do something to me, too.
But I did have to go in. I couldn’t just shut the door and call the cops, because he could kill her if she wasn’t dead already.
“What’s wrong with you?” Stush scowled and stomped his foot. “She might have a concussion!”
My throat was so tight, I could hardly swallow. My stomach was churning, my knees quivering. I couldn’t do it. What if he had a...
“Enough!” His voice was altogether different when he snapped out the word. “Get in here now, little girl!” He reached behind him with one of his big, floppy hands. “Or she dies!”
When his hand started swinging back around, it was holding
