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JACK AND STEPHANIE WERE ALREADY BACK pedaling toward the door when they tore their
Tory Burch Outlet eyes away from the apparition, turned, ami dashed inside.
Jack slammed the ili>or shut alld locked it. He snatched a chair from the foyer and wedged it under the knoh, momentarily uncertain if they were an v safer inside. Well, their hosts were crazy, hut they didn't sport a shotgun.
Bandy rushed from the stairs, demanding. "What is it? What's going on?"
"Get awav from the door!" Betty hissed, flicking olTthe foyer lights.
"What are you doing?" Bandy said.
"You don't want him to see you."
They fell silent, motionless, and heard the sharp, staccato clicks of boot heels on the veranda. \ shadow
ugg rose upon the door's uggs stained glass, a hulking shape topped by a broad-brimmed hat.
The barrel of the shotgun came up against
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Jack and Stephanie pressed themselves against the wall to the side of the door, watching.
Tap, tap, tup.
Leslie whispered, "Who is it?"
Stephanie shook her hea
Leslie drew herself up and asked in a calm and quiet voice, "Well, maybe lie's a law officer. Why don't we ask him who he is and what he wants?"
Stephanie shook her head
"lie's no law officer," Jack whispered, lie grahl»ed a vase off a stand and took the stand for a weapon, holding it high and ready. "Remember the spikes in the road?" He caught Randy's eve and jerketl his head toward
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Randv stole close to the
Tory Burch Shoes wall, taking hold of a chair. "He knows we're in here. That was the whole idea."
"What are we gonna do?" Stephanie squeaked. "Oh, tlear God, help us."
Wheit? iv the lot my ctvw? Jack did a quick check and saw the three peeking through tin- dining room's arch¬way. Best not to expect any help from those three Betty
Tory Burch disappeared from view. Click. ugg boots sale Dining room lights went out. Stepping out of the prismatic light ugg boots coming through the stained glass. Jack tightened his grip on the vase stand. He'd never assaulted anyone with a piece of fur¬niture before.
Randy braced himself against the wall near the lock, tin- chair ready in his hands. lie called, "Who are you?"
The lock began to creak ami jiggle.

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