of
here. Tony is waiting for us at
the entrance.”
“I can’t stand
up, Grant. I think something is
broken.”
“Okay. I’m going to take the baby outside, and
then I’ll come back for you. Don’t
be frightened. He can’t hurt you
any longer. I’ll be right back to
get you. Hang in there, girl.”
Sophie nodded
in the dark. “Grant?”
Grant hesitated
for a moment. “Yes, darling?”
“Use your
cell.”
“I don’t need
to talk to anyone right now. I
need to find our way out of here.”
“I know. Use it to light your way. It’s like a flashlight. Sheesh, Grant. Get with the times,” she groaned.
He
chuckled. She was right. Grant decided to bone up on the most
recent technology…just as soon as he had the time.
Tony heard
footsteps approaching the entrance to the tunnel and prepared to attack. No one would get past him. Instead, what he saw made his heart
skip a beat. A very large man,
cradling a very small child, in his arms, came stumbling out of the darkness,
looking as if he’d just seen the opened gates of hell. Clutched tightly in his fist was his
cell phone, bringing badly needed light to his path.
“Where’s
Sophie?” Tony demanded to know, as he ran toward the pair.
“She’s hurt and
I have to…Hey! Where you
going? You can’t see in
there.”
Grant smiled
has he cuddled the curly head under his chin. The boy was asleep. How do kids do it, he asked himself? He looked back at the mouth of the tunnel and shook his head
slowly. His friend had it bad for
little Sophie. They would be good
for each other, he predicted, if Tony would allow her into his life. She already resided in his heart.
Tony opened his
cell phone and thanked God for the bright light it emitted. “Better than a flashlight,” he mumbled. “Sophie? Where are you, sweetie? It’s me…Tony. I
want to take you out of here.” He
listened for her response.
In the
distance, he heard a slight scuffling sound, and headed toward it.
“Tony?” Her voice could barely be heard, but it
sounded sweet to his ears. She
coughed once, and he could hear her rapid breathing.
Turning his
phone to the side of the tunnel, his light fell upon a glorious sight. Sitting against the wall, with her
springy curls coiling around her beautiful face, sat his Sophie. Her enormous eyes were trained on him
and he watched as her lips turned up at the corners and her cheeks dimpled in a
big smile.
“Tony, you came
for me,” she said in wonder.
On his knees,
he lifted her hands to his lips and cried. “My God, Sophie. I was so worried. Are you
hurt?”
She shook her
head. “Take me out of here, Tony,”
she pleaded.
Gently, he
lifted her, and carried her out into the fresh night air. Grant still held the sleeping toddler,
as a bevy of patrol officers started milling about. The news crews had just arrived and were jostling for the
best position to report live. The
baby’s parents were on their way. It was going to be a great human-interest story, but Tony and Sophie
would not be a part of it.
“Grant, can you
handle all this? I want to keep
Sophie out of the news, if I can. She needs to see a doctor and then she needs some rest. I want to take care of her.” Tony was still holding the young woman
in his arms, hiding her face from the reporters.
“Sure. Get the hell out of here. Call me when things calm down. I’ve got to come up with a story to
cover our… brother . Can’t
let the police find him. But don’t
worry yourself about it. I’ll
handle it and let you know the details later. Take good care of our girl.” Grant slapped his friend on the back and went in search of
the anxious parents.
CHAPTER THREE
Tony decided to
take Sophie back to his place. It
was quiet, secluded, and no one would dare disturb them. What she needed was a lot of rest
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