Chapter 18
Sarah Itee figured out how to give everyone their evening meal early, and with generous portions. Still kibble, but some of these women had been on a kibble and water diet for so long she would have been afraid to feed them anything else. Dace found a stash of apples, and they all had one.
“So they know we’re loose,” Dace said. “And they’ll be headed back here. The predator won’t be able to help himself. So, we have about an hour for us to figure this out.”
“The shovel,” Sarah said. “That’s a good weapon.”
“It is,” she agreed. “What else is in his tool shed? And in his house? Scavenger hunt time, ladies. What can we find?”
The woman who had been in her face about Mary Ayek — Naomi — found the rifle. Which made sense, Dace thought. Out here? Of course, he’d have a rifle. And
