CHAPTER 8
“RUN? RUN WHERE?”
Emmy didn’t break stride. “Just follow me. I’ll explain later.”
The hard set of her mouth left no room for argument, and I stumbled after her as fast as my rickety ankle would allow. Pain shot up my leg with every step, but when I lagged behind, she grabbed my arm and tugged me along.
“Don’t slow down. You can’t.”
My breath came in pants as Emmy shoved me through the rear door and locked it behind us. I risked a glance back, but there was nobody following, and the house was quiet. She didn’t let up as she pushed me across the uneven lawn, and when she paused to punch a combination of numbers into a keypad on the gate in the back wall, I looked towards the house again.
“What’s going on? There’s nobody there.”
“Get through the gate.”
“I really don’t think
