only caught that.
“Emily,” the man said, and now the fake nice was gone. “Open the door before this gets bigger than it needs to be.”
I backed away from the door.
The boot in the stairwell moved.
A second person was out there. I heard the rubber sole scrape the tile.
In the bedroom, Clara whispered, “He has the van man with him.”
Van man.
My hand tightened continue reading …