Chapter 69

"Let's go!" Zimmerman ordered curtly. He gestured toward the door with his gun.

Lori nodded mutely. What else could she do? She walked slowly toward the door, constantly mindful of the man and his pistol. As he came up behind her, she could feel the cold, hard, metal barrel pressed into the small of her back.

"No tricks. No games. No sudden movements," he instructed. "Now open the door. Slowly." Lori obeyed. "Anybody in the hallway?" he demanded menacingly. Lori shook her head. "Then move!" He emphasized his point by shoving the gun into her kidneys, so she moved. She led him sedately down the short hallway to the stairwell. Once through the steel fire door, he used his free left hand to twist her arm around behind her back. "Down the stairs, bitch. Very slowly."