“Ms. Weinman. Do you want more books to read?” His icy blue eyes engaged with Becky’s as it waited for a reply.
“No. I’m okay. Good night,” she twisted her curls around her forefinger.
“I know a secret. It involves you.”
She spun around and locked eyes with the humanoid. “What do you mean? Do you recognize me?”
“I do, Ms. Weinman, remember your abduction. Be careful. You and that friend — Bart!”
Her cheeks burned, and her eyes overflowed with tears. Terror dominated her Being. “What do you demand? I’m not frightened of you. I have done nothing.” Tears streamed over her cheeks as she remembered her frightful experience.
“Are you afraid of me? You remember the accident, and you thought we died.” He made the honking sound and moved closer.
He focused his intense gaze on her, and Becky shuddered. ‘Did the humanoid call the robot police? What an evil statement. Did he see the kidnapping? Oh my, he was at the accident scene, and he saw? Was she and Bart in grave danger? Oh, God, where are you? She screamed into her consciousness.’
He moved closer and left no place for her to escape to the exit.
Thunder-light cracked the heavens as a blast of white light separated the evening sky and rattled the ground.
A blaze of lightning flashed across the room beside her. Becky and the librarian grabbed nearby chairs to secure their balance. The librarian aligned itself next to the bench and continued to replace items on the shelves.
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