HIS NEIGHBOR WOULDN’T STOP REPORTING THE SOUND OF A GIRL CRYING INSIDE HIS HOUSE—THEN HE HID BENEATH HIS DAUGHTER’S BED AND HEARD HER PLEAD FOR SOMEONE TO SPARE HER
From beneath the bed, Thomas saw her black shoes pause near the doorway. She was still wearing pale blue medical scrubs from the clinic, perfectly clean, as if she had only come home briefly during lunch.
