Hali's POV
‘I . . I . . I . . was just trying to put the trash outside the door so I can take them to the dumpster when I’m finished’ I manage to reply, my unease increasing as the old man looms way to close to me.
‘Leave it by the door’ he orders gruffly, ‘I don’t want you in and out of my place, heating costs money.’
I nod, my body pressing so far into the obstacle behind me, I can feel the handle digging into my flesh.
Eddie stares at me intently, neither of us speaking until he growls, ‘well? You getting back to work or what?’
‘Yes! Absolutely’ I agree quickly, praying he’ll go back to the living room so I can slip into the kitchen and stay away from him.
‘Well? Get going’ he snaps, pointing a fat stubby finger toward the door on the other side of his torso.
Gulping down my fear, I inc……
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