Chapter 140

ANDREA HUGGED HER KNEES to her chest. Her butt was numb from sitting on the wooden stairs. The complete darkness made it hard to tell the passage of time. How long she'd been down here. Alone.

Well, almost alone.

She'd found Crystal's cat.

October was content to lay next to Andrea and purr.

Her arms had stopped burning. After the overwhelming fear had died down, she realized the cuts were shallow and mostly scabbed over already. It didn't change the fact that the psycho had cut her. Blood still flaked off her skin and stained her clothing.

She sucked in a deep breath.

Where was Zain?

He'd said to wait for him, to do nothing, but shouldn't he have found her already?

What was taking so long?

She stood, gripping the railing with both hands while her legs remembered what they were good for. October meowed, the sound punctuated with a question mark, as though she were asking, When are we going home?

"I don't know, October," Andrea whispered.