Wild Sky by Suzanne Brockmann

Author:Suzanne Brockmann
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc
Published: 2015-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Click!

The dead bolt on the door opened easily despite Dana’s lack of a key.

“Dude.” Garrett was clearly impressed by her fine-motor telekinesis skills.

Cal nodded proudly and smiled at Dana, who stayed on task, focusing now on the easier lock on the doorknob.

I looked around the big room that, up ’til now, I’d only seen via the oddly placed flower-cam.

It was half playroom, half home gym. A treadmill and an elliptical were in one corner, along with a rack of free weights. In another corner was a pool table. Over here, near the closet door, was a small sitting area with a chess set and several tall bookshelves filled with everything from heavy medical guides to bestselling paperback beach reads.

The ceiling was high, with three hanging fans that moved lazily overhead.

“Got it,” Dana announced and pulled open the unlocked closet door.

Milo, who was right beside me, chewed on his gum with an almost violent intensity. I could hear his ragged breathing as we all got our first look inside. But the space was dark, and it was difficult to see.

Then there was a noise from the shadows. It sounded like a whimper.

“Someone’s in there!” Milo stepped forward, past Dana and directly into the closet. The quiver in his own voice was hard to miss.

The whimper became a very clear “No! Don’t! Stay back!”—and it was definitely coming from a girl.

Milo backed up fast. “No one’s going to hurt you,” he said.

“Jilly?” Dana called out. “Let’s get some light in here,” she ordered, and Garrett quickly slapped on the switch for the overheads.

The light shone into the small closet space.

It was uncanny. The narrow space, the heavy door, the darkness… I gasped, instantly brought back to that nightmare I’d had the other night—the one with the horrible man and the belt.

In the corner of this closet sat a fully dressed girl, huddled on the floor as she hugged her knees to her chest. She’d buried her face into her legs, and only her eyes were visible as she stared, horrified, up at us through her matted hair.

Her matted pink-streaked hair.

“Jilly!” Garrett exclaimed. “You’re alive! You’re okay. You’re—Are you okay?” I’d never heard Garrett sound so genuinely concerned for anyone or anything.

“Don’t come in! You can’t come in!” She lifted her head, her eyes wild in a face that was pale and gaunt. Remains of thick, black liner were smudged around her eyes and streaked down her cheeks, like a bad Halloween makeup job for a character listed in the movie credits as Girl in Danger. “You shouldn’t be here! If she comes home…”

“She won’t.” I tried to reassure her, knowing that she was Rochelle. “She’s out—for at least another hour.”

“Who the hell are you?” Jilly looked from me to Dana to Cal to Milo, finally landing on Garrett. “What have you done, you fucking idiot?”

She was terrified—that much was clear despite the tough-as-nails attitude—and Garrett tried to reassure her. He leaned into the closet. “Jilly. These are friends. We’re here to help you.

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