PIERCE
What now?
My gaze followed Katy’s until it came to a halt at the same spot. The far corner of the janitor’s closet had recently acquired a body. A dead one. Wonderful. I immediately checked my shoes for blood but found none on the soles, and then in the next breath I gathered Katy up in my arms and pulled her away from the door as she allowed it to close.
Her screams were sure to draw a crowd. I tucked her head in the crevice of my neck and pulled out the cell phone I had just finished having a conversation on, using it to dial nine and the one.
In that short span of time Katy found her wits and remember to be annoyed with me as she so often did. She lifted her head, but I refused to loosen my hold on her so she didn’t get far.
"Pierce, I can’t be found with you next to a closet!" she shrilled right next to my ear.