Chapter 3 - The Rescuer Confronts the Mysterious Second Man
“What did you just say, David?” Mark demanded, his voice echoing sharply across the hardwood floor of the suburban home.
David swallowed hard, his eyes darting frantically toward the front door before locking back onto the weeping woman.
“I mean... I bought this house six months ago from an estate sale, I swear I had no idea,” David pleaded.
The rescued woman shook her head violently, letting out a sharp sob that pierced through the tense silence of the room.
“Liar... you locked the hatch... you brought the food through the side vent,” she choked out, pointing her finger again.
Mark looked down at the woman he had just saved, then back up at the nervous homeowner standing across the room.
“Lily, go wait by the front porch and don't look back here,” Mark instructed quietly, keeping his voice steady for the child.
Little Lily obeyed immediately, her small sneakers squeaking softly against the polished floor as she backed out of the room.
Mark lowered the woman gently onto the living room sofa, keeping his body positioned between her and the suspected man.
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“Don't move an inch, David, or I swear to God I will drag you across this floor myself,” Mark warned coldly.
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