They lay there, heaving breaths the only sound in the sudden quiet.
Seconds passed. Steve wondered if Ray was unconscious, but couldn’t find the energy to ask or to roll his head to the side and check.
When Ray whooped elation, Steve startled, the sudden sound more terrifying than anything that had happened all evening. His heart pounded while an inappropriate smile morphed over his face.
whoopedThey were alive.
They’d survived.
But Dee—
Not responding to Ray’s celebration, Steve turned his head to stare at the square window in the door. Dee’s lunging form filled the view, her frenzied rage obvious despite the sound-proofing that kept the noise of her rampage from them.
“s**t, she won’t get through, will she?” Ray’s elated tone dropped, replaced with a note of hysteria.
“This door
