Take a Good Look by Wilson Jacqueline

Author:Wilson, Jacqueline [Wilson, Jacqueline]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing
Published: 2009-08-30T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

Mary always hated being called blind. It wasn’t true for a start. She could see, even if it was only a few inches in front of her face. But she had enough sense to keep her mouth shut now.

The hateful knife man waved his hand in front of her face. The knife went horribly near her nose but Mary managed not to flinch.

‘See that? You’re blind, aren’t you, kid? So you don’t have a clue who we are or what we look like, that’s right, isn’t it?’

Mary nodded. It wasn’t true. She was adding up all sorts of things about the man inside her head.

‘Let’s get her indoors quick. Give us the keys, Micky. And the money. You deal with the car. I’d get those number plates changed, sharpish. Or nick another car.’

He gave Mary a tug, and opened the car door.

‘Come on, kid, get moving.’

Mary had been cramped up for so long it was a hard job to move at all. Pins and needles prickled her legs, so that she hobbled and nearly fell as he dragged her out. The fresh air in the backyard smelt good after the stuffy car. She turned her head, trying desperately to see just a little. Her eyes watered with the strain. Were those dark shapes houses? If they were houses then they’d have people inside them. People who might help her.

She filled her lungs with air. What if she screamed for help at the top of her voice and then tried to run for it?

But the knife man was still holding on to her. He pulled her close to him, the knife at her back now. The bulky money bag bumped against her legs.

‘No funny business, kid, do you hear? One squeak out of you and you’ll get it.’

Mary nodded silently, knowing she’d better do as he said. The man pulled her over towards the shadow of the house. She didn’t know which way to go and the pins and needles were still hurting her legs. She stumbled and he shook her impatiently.

‘Walk properly!’

Mary’s eyes stung. He was so mean and cruel and unfair. She wanted to shout all sorts of things at him but she didn’t dare, not with the knife at her back.

He pulled her along until they came to some steps with a railing. Mary froze, terrified of tripping again.

‘Move it!’

Mary moved, and very nearly fell headlong. The steps didn’t go up as she’d expected. They went down. She couldn’t understand it. If you were on the ground then steps always went up, didn’t they? But these definitely went down to a dank cold little landing. The man fiddled with the keys and then pushed her inside.

Mary’s boots squeaked on the floor. She must be in a kitchen. Her nose wrinkled at the smell of sour dishcloths and unemptied rubbish.

‘What a tip,’ the man muttered, and he pushed Mary through the first room and into a second.

He left her where she was while he went and swished the curtains, closing them all.

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