Chapter 4
A soft hand on my arm and a whispered “Danny?” woke me up. I blinked at Axel as he hunched down next to me.
“Sorry,” I croaked out. “I fell asleep.”
He held out his hand and I grabbed it and let him pull me off the floor. His hand was so hot it almost burned me and it sent tingles racing up my arm.
“Th-thanks.” I grimaced at my stutter and cleared my throat. The call with Mom had thrown me off balance, and Axel’s mere presence added to the unsettled feeling.
He was nothing like I’d expected. It still wasn’t too late for him to drag me out back, kill me, and bury my maimed body somewhere it wouldn’t ever be found, but I didn’t believe it for a second. No one who looked at a little girl in yellow bee pajamas like she was the queen of the universe could be a serial killer.
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