were.”
That landed clean.
No arguing with it.
Not really.
Open The Door
Randy’s voice cut through the house.
“I am done playing with you, Emily.”
The knob jerked again.
He’d brought a key.
I crossed the room in three steps.
The deadbolt held when it turned because Emily had left it locked, but the second lock, the little chain, had slipped half loose from the continue reading …