Chapter Ten: A Passionate Goodbye
Jill cowered in her bed as the loud, angry bangs at the front door pounded her into a frenzied state. Everything was unfolding so quickly, so frantically. She didn’t even fully understand what was happening. But Trevor raced to her side, gun in hand, saying, “I’ll hold them off as long as I can. Then we’ll run out of the back door to my truck. But after that you’ll have to make a choice: Are you coming with me or do you want me to drop you off at home with your mother?”
Her pulse raced as she leapt out of the bed and into her clothes. Then Trevor grabbed her hand, pulling her toward the back door, barely giving her time to catch her breath. After tossing a few things into a duffle bag, Trevor followed, gun at his hip. Together they scrambled to the back
