curiously. The sudden change in demeanor had been enough to make me cooperate, but the house being set on fire was something I didn’t expect.
“Your mother surprised him. He didn’t think that she would come out of hiding to find you, but he was hoping,” he said as he switched on the radio, and the reporter told the world that there was shocking news.
" The Anna Cowles comes out of hiding to save her daughter, and Steve Bennett claims that he knows who did it and where to find them."
My neck cracked, searing me with pain as my hand went to the burning area, as I looked at Damien. His hands holding onto the steering wheel with such force I could see the white of his knuckles. He looked as if he didn't know what to do. His eyes were darting frantically from left to right as he tried to decide where to go. He turned right and took off like a shot out of a gun without a second thought. I knew nothing about where we were going or what was planned. According to the reports and stories I heard as a child, and the ones I read from Garrett's journal, Steve never took the girls out of the house.
That’s when I realized I wasn’t a part of the kidnapping of Anna Cowles. I was in for something much worse.
Chapter 10
Damien drove for hours, with no direction in mind, but he was clearly avoiding towns. The house had exploded in a loud pop when we pulled out of the driveway; I could only imagine how much attention it was getting. I had fallen asleep on the car ride to the house, but now I had to pay attention to where we were going. If I was going to escape, I had to know the area as best as I could. But this was nothing like South Carolina, and the temperature was drastically different.
"Here, I got you a jacket while I was out the other day," Damien said, for the first time breaking the silence between us.
He searched with one hand in the back of the car and pulled out a black winter coat. Without a glance in my direction he placed it in my lap and continued to drive. I stared at him for a few moments before I put on the coat and continued to shiver in silence as trees whizzed by and the sky started to darken. I continually glanced toward Damien as he drove. I couldn't understand how he seemed so calm after what just happened. The house was on fire, burning rapidly, and he just acted as if it didn't happen. What did he mean that Steve didn't plan to keep me alive? I had a strong feeling that Damien wasn't supposed to get me out of there, but the door was stuck, so was he supposed to die too? He did save my life—not that he'd hear me admit that—and I was thankful he did. Now if I could go back home and forget about this.
"Anna Cowles is speaking out against having a stay of execution in Steve Bennett's case, even though her own daughter was taken by a kidnapper and he claims to know who it is," a reporter stated over the airwaves.
"I sure wouldn't be able to do that, Chet," another reporter said. "I'd do anything to get my kid back home."
"Even let a mass kidnapper and murderer out of jail for a few days?"
"If that's what it took. Guards would surround him while he was out, I don't see the risk that Anna is talking about. He wouldn't be able to escape, so what's the problem?"
"He did kill six or so cops when being brought into custody when he was finally captured. Anna was there, and is trying to make sure he doesn't have the chance again."
"I still would let him out to help–" Damien shut off the radio with a look of disgust on his face. I could hear the sigh of frustration escape his lips.
"You should just take me home, Damien. They won't know it was you, no one will believe Steve, and you'll be off the hook."
"Someone clearly believed Steve, otherwise they wouldn't be putting out the story."
"So he's just going to accuse a random person?" I retorted a little more rudely than I had meant for it to come out.
"You don't know the whole story, so just shut up," Damien
“Your mother surprised him. He didn’t think that she would come out of hiding to find you, but he was hoping,” he said as he switched on the radio, and the reporter told the world that there was shocking news.
" The Anna Cowles comes out of hiding to save her daughter, and Steve Bennett claims that he knows who did it and where to find them."
My neck cracked, searing me with pain as my hand went to the burning area, as I looked at Damien. His hands holding onto the steering wheel with such force I could see the white of his knuckles. He looked as if he didn't know what to do. His eyes were darting frantically from left to right as he tried to decide where to go. He turned right and took off like a shot out of a gun without a second thought. I knew nothing about where we were going or what was planned. According to the reports and stories I heard as a child, and the ones I read from Garrett's journal, Steve never took the girls out of the house.
That’s when I realized I wasn’t a part of the kidnapping of Anna Cowles. I was in for something much worse.
Chapter 10
Damien drove for hours, with no direction in mind, but he was clearly avoiding towns. The house had exploded in a loud pop when we pulled out of the driveway; I could only imagine how much attention it was getting. I had fallen asleep on the car ride to the house, but now I had to pay attention to where we were going. If I was going to escape, I had to know the area as best as I could. But this was nothing like South Carolina, and the temperature was drastically different.
"Here, I got you a jacket while I was out the other day," Damien said, for the first time breaking the silence between us.
He searched with one hand in the back of the car and pulled out a black winter coat. Without a glance in my direction he placed it in my lap and continued to drive. I stared at him for a few moments before I put on the coat and continued to shiver in silence as trees whizzed by and the sky started to darken. I continually glanced toward Damien as he drove. I couldn't understand how he seemed so calm after what just happened. The house was on fire, burning rapidly, and he just acted as if it didn't happen. What did he mean that Steve didn't plan to keep me alive? I had a strong feeling that Damien wasn't supposed to get me out of there, but the door was stuck, so was he supposed to die too? He did save my life—not that he'd hear me admit that—and I was thankful he did. Now if I could go back home and forget about this.
"Anna Cowles is speaking out against having a stay of execution in Steve Bennett's case, even though her own daughter was taken by a kidnapper and he claims to know who it is," a reporter stated over the airwaves.
"I sure wouldn't be able to do that, Chet," another reporter said. "I'd do anything to get my kid back home."
"Even let a mass kidnapper and murderer out of jail for a few days?"
"If that's what it took. Guards would surround him while he was out, I don't see the risk that Anna is talking about. He wouldn't be able to escape, so what's the problem?"
"He did kill six or so cops when being brought into custody when he was finally captured. Anna was there, and is trying to make sure he doesn't have the chance again."
"I still would let him out to help–" Damien shut off the radio with a look of disgust on his face. I could hear the sigh of frustration escape his lips.
"You should just take me home, Damien. They won't know it was you, no one will believe Steve, and you'll be off the hook."
"Someone clearly believed Steve, otherwise they wouldn't be putting out the story."
"So he's just going to accuse a random person?" I retorted a little more rudely than I had meant for it to come out.
"You don't know the whole story, so just shut up," Damien
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