Calling for Help
Beside me, Isabella’s hand shook slightly as she whispered, ‘Call the cops.’ All the while, her fingers were already tapping out the number on her phone.
Sirens in the distance eventually broke through Leo’s bluster. I held my breath, every second stretching out longer than the last.
It was a waiting game now, hearts pounding as moments dragged, with everyone waiting to see what would happen next.