Breath whooshed from my lungs as I carried the other person to the ground, the soft and slightly squishy body oofing a gust of air out while I landed on top of the woman. Petunia arrived a moment later, huffing and puffing, throwing herself into the mix as she pounced on my prisoner.

I panted when I flipped her over and looked down into the scared face of the young woman from earlier today, the same one who escaped me around the corner of the house. There was no escape ...