Morgan jogged along the street, staying the shadows. A blue sedan sped past, then shrieked to a halt in the road just meters away.
They had found her.
Morgan turned and ran down an alley. She was only a block from the library now. She might just make it.
Footsteps pounded the pavement behind her. It was only one man — but he was getting closer.
People walked the surrounding streets, but none paid any heed. This was an area of town where it was better not to witness anything untoward.
Just as Morgan reached the middle of the alley, the blue sedan pulled across the end, blocking her in. She looked around quickly, assessing the scene. Three metal dustbins surrounded by bags of rubbish. Discarded boxes. Not much else.
The man sprinted into the alley and stopped a few meters away. He was
