EMMA
"Just who in the blazes do you think you are?"
The voice that rang out behind me shook with fury. Anxiety threatened to close my throat, but I kept walking anyway.
"Stop!" She was much closer behind me than I'd thought, but still, my step stuttered only slightly.
"I said, stop walking." She grasped my upper arm, not so much to hurt me as to get my attention. A large part of me wanted to shake her off and keep running away, but the wiser portion of my mind-and years of training-prevailed. I drew myself up and turned to face her.
"I'm sorry-Mrs. Hoskins, was it? Did you need something?" I pasted on what I thought might have passed for a pleasant smile. "I didn't hear you."
We both knew I was lying, but she was too fired up to call me on that.
"Yes, I do need something. I nee
