CHAPTER 44
THE ASSISTANT
When Jerry returned to the devil’s playground, I’d expected war to break out. Gunfire, explosions, the works. But instead, there was silence, and perhaps that was worse?
What was going on? Were the other girls safe?
Thorns scratched at my back as I pressed deeper into the undergrowth. The road was just a few yards away, and Jerry had told me to wait here for Chase, but what if something went wrong? The trek across the estate had been a terrifying stop-start journey, with Jerry pausing to listen every few seconds before dragging me forward again, her grip tight around my wrist. She’d carried a gun in her other hand. I didn’t know much about firearms, but I’d watched enough movies to know it was a shotgun.
We’d been near the gate when a guard appeared from the d
