Chapter 66: Hunted and Haunted (4)
"No."
Disbelief crossed her face at Hope's blunt response. "What...?"
Hope met her gaze and there was a subtle twitch on the trigger.
With the window closed the silence grew, and the foul air stuffed their nose. Any gulping or fearful shake announced themselves. Whether this was her first time or not threatening a person, Hope had no doubt she expected a whole entirely different reaction.
She glared again."I will shoot you–"
"Don't be so loud," Hope replied, taking another quick glance at the firearm before leaning against a cracked counter and setting the pipe aside.
The kitchen opened to a dark living room where she stood. With the daylight, it wasn't menacing at all. Just a dim, dusty space full of junk.
The children looked at each other puzzled. Not sure whether they should trust this person or not. And in all honesty, Hope wouldn't either.
'No parents I bet.' Hope thought behind closed eyelids. 'But if they managed this far, then I guess I could finally ask them where to go next–'
"Is he sleeping...?" One of the children muttered.
Hope's eyes fluttered open.