“Must we wait here?” David
was pacing back and forth across the cramped office. He wanted to be outside,
where he could be searching for Louise. He didn’t trust Mike; he could have
made up the story for his own twisted reasons. Since Mike had never liked
Louise, he could have manufactured the whole unpleasant scenario about her death.
Mike frowned. “Do you want
to end up like the others? I
suggest we remain here until we know that it’s safe for us to go
outside.”
David was getting annoyed
at the way Mike was ordering him around. For the time being, he wasn’t going to
say anything; but the next time Mike opened his smart mouth, he’d put him back
into his proper place—which wasn’t as his boss.
Great, Mike thought, we have no radio, no TV, but just us. He was stuck with a group of people who didn’t
what was going on in town. David was the most annoying of them all. Next time
he’d stick closer to Todd and Sam, who seemed to be better informed about all
the disappearances and murders in town. He leaned his head back, closed his
eyes, and listened to the silence of the night.
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