Her gaze darted from door to door of the glass-enclosed entranceway. She was trapped. She’d never be able to fit her key into a lock fast enough to make a run for it. And at this range, he couldn’t miss. She didn’t dare antagonize him. When she didn’t return, someone would come looking for her. Except…as acting supervisor, she wasn’t expected to return to a unit. And the day staff wouldn’t be in for another twenty minutes. Somehow she had to stall him. “Why—” she started to ask, but the word came out weak and quavery. Swallowing the terror balled in her throat, she tried again. “Why do you want me?” “No questions.” A male voice came over her walkie-talkie. “Kim, I need you on unit two. ASAP. Over.” Injecting a calm she didn’t feel into her voice, Kim said to Derk, “If I don’t answer that call, staff will come looking for me. Is that what you want?” He motioned the muzzle toward the walkie-talkie. “Tell him you’ll be a few minutes. Nothing more.”
