Hindsight by Jody Klaire

Author:Jody Klaire
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FICTION/ Thrillers/Supernatural
Publisher: Bedazzled Ink Publishing
Published: 2016-11-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 39

JESSIE HELD HER breath as her chest and throat tickled. The guard, or whoever it was, had taken up residence in the waiting room and wasn’t moving. Miss Locks was semi-conscious, slumped against the wall. Jessie wasn’t sure if she was going to cough, Miss Locks was going to faint, or the alarm would be raised first.

“Nan,” Jessie whispered in her lowest whisper. “Nan, are you there?”

“What’s up, Mousey? Oh.” Nan tutted and Jessie felt her near Miss Locks. “She need another wake up?”

“There’s a guard.” She pointed to the screen in front of her. “We’re stuck.”

Nan tutted again. “You know how to get out if he ain’t lurkin’?”

Jessie glanced at Miss Locks. She had said there was a fire door in the office. They could get through the door in this room . . . if they could get past the guard. Jessie nodded. Not sure if her continued whispers would make her wheeze louder. Her chest was getting worse. She needed her inhaler soon.

“Take it, Mousey, and get ready to move.”

Jessie pulled out her inhaler and did as told. She was going to start coughing if she didn’t. “What are you going to do?”

“Something I ain’t meant to but I ain’t watching you get stuck.”

Jessie took hold of Miss Lock’s arm and her eyes fluttered open. “Nan is going to help.”

Miss Locks smiled.

Bam.

Jessie jumped, only stopping herself from squealing by covering her mouth.

“What the . . . ?” Jessie heard a man mutter. He sounded like he walked toward the door.

Crash.

Jessie jumped again. Frei held onto her this time. The crash was near them. She tensed as the man walked toward them. His footfalls loud.

Bam.

Crash.

Bam.

“Hey, Jeff, we got rats or something?” the man blurted.

“In this dump? I’d say so.” Another voice, crackly, like it was on a radio.

Bam.

“Any ideas?” He sounded tenser by the minute.

Jessie smiled.

“You want to feed them cheese? What do I care, just don’t set off the alarms.” Jeff, whoever he was, crackled the speaker with his sigh. “I got some traps up here, come get them.”

The man carried on muttering as it sounded like he opened the door. Jessie breathed out her relief as the door shut and his voice faded.

“Thanks, Nan.” Jessie hauled Miss Locks up and she stumbled forward.

“You’re welcome.”

The breeze faded and Jessie headed up a ramp into a pokey office. She spotted the fire door and glanced up at Miss Locks. “It’s alarmed.”

Miss Locks nodded. “No bypass.”

Jessie sighed. They couldn’t stay here. They’d set off alarms anyway. She took a deep breath, pressed the bar, and shoved the door open. A red light flickered. She pulled Miss Locks outside and slammed it shut.

“My car isn’t far.” Miss Locks staggered alongside her as they slipped and slid their way up the metal steps. “If I pass out, stick my thumb on the steering wheel.”

They reached the top of the steps. The large truck loading bay was between them and the gate to the street.

She pulled Miss Locks into motion and handed her the pistol she’d pinched from the guard in their cell.

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