Deirdre slowly backs away from the window and climbs over the couch into the little space behind. Her heart races, but she tried to keep her breath.
“I know you’re in there Deirdre…” she could hear his voice, deeper than before. Suddenly she heard another loud knock against the door, which cause her heart to jump.
“I want to keep you safe Deirdre…. They want to do bad things to you Deirdre…” he spoke as he knocked more harshly than before, “Don’t make me knock down the door Deirdre… this already looks more suspicious than it was supposed to…”
Suddenly the knocking stopped.
Little tears fell from her cheek as she whimpered from behind the couch. There was another phone on the table next to the couch. If she could reach it, she could call the police maybe…