Chapter 6“I’m just enjoying a walk,” she said, struggling to keep her voice firm and steady. “I really don’t need a ride. It’s a very nice night to be out. Besides, there’s only one of me and several of you.” Dumb, Kit, really dumb. “But…er…my friend will be along real soon, any minute now. He just had to go get something.”
“Aw, baby, you’re going to disappoint us, and we don’ like that a bit.”
The right door swung open, blocking her path, as one youth got out. Although only a little taller than Kit, he was husky and muscular. With the door open, a cloying aroma wafted out. Kit recognized the scent of m*******a smoke.
Oh no, they’re all high. That won’t help matters a bit! All right, Kit, what are you going to do now? How does a Poindexter make the best of this situation?
The husky you
