"I’m tiring out, Hank," she panted. "All that reaching…"
"Just a few steps more, Wolfie. It’s right there. He can’t see it from where he is. We’re almost home free…" Hank kept up the whispered reassurances as they half-ran to the car, holding Lina up by an arm around her shoulders. "There. There we are…" His key was out and into the lock before she reached the car. He whipped the door open, bodily shoved Lina into the car and pushed Ralphie in after her. "Get down!" he whispered, sliding in beside them and pulling the door shut. He didn’t slam it, but the sound of the lock engaging was intolerably loud.
"We made it!" Lina almost sobbed, whipping off the curly blonde wig. "Let’s get out of here!"
"No. Down." Hank pulled her down in the seat and shoved Ralphie into the back. "Just in case
