"Come, Leila," Charlotte said, matter of fact, slipping her arm through mine as we walked away, as if we were old friends. "Are you all right?"
I nodded, as my heart steadied, wondering if I could trust her. "What are you doing here, Charlotte?"
"Believe it or not, I just so happened to be in the neighborhood," she said with a sly smile. The sounds of the two men screaming in the alley behind us rushed to my ears, but Charlotte paid no attention.
I nodded as we walked around another corner, headed toward my house. "Thank you for that," I said, relieved. At least if Charlotte killed me, I wouldn't have to endure everything that the creeps had in store for me.
"Oh, it's my pleasure," Charlotte said, her voice syrupy sweet. "Us girls have to stick together, don't we?"
I nodded, suddenly
