Just as I opened my mouth to call back, Harris leaned in close, his voice low and smooth in my ear. “If I let him in, what makes you think I wouldn’t just take both of you?”

He was messing with my head, trying to make me too scared to act.

“Elaine?” Logan called again, his voice sharper this time, more urgent.

I couldn’t just sit there and do nothing. So I did the first thing that popped into my mind—I bit down on Harris’s hand. Hard.

Harris flinched, ...