Prom Nights from Hell Chapter Twelve

Miranda, dressed in the blue uniform, pushed aside the man shed good hit over the head with the clock to reach Sibby. She still had shackle bracelets around her wrists, each dangling a piece of chain. Her wrists, her hands, were shaking.She lifted the unconscious girl gently. Sibby, come on, open your eyes.It wasnt supposed to have taken so long. The plan had been simple She and Sibby would switch identities by switching outfits. When Deputy Reynolds double-crossed them, manage Miranda knew he would, it would be Miranda disguised as Sibby hed hand over to his crew, and shed argue with them, then come back and rescue Sibby.At least, thats how it should have gone.Okay, Sib, era to wake up, Miranda said, simple machinerying the girl now, cradling her pressed against her chest as she moved as quickly as possible. She could hear Sibbys heartbeat, but it was faint, and slow. Getting fainter. This is non happening. stand and shine, Sibby, she said, her voice cracking. Up and at em.Mi randa hadnt expected to find all five-spot of Deputy Reynoldss goons waiting for her-shouldnt someone have been in the bushela musical mode car? and especially hadnt anticipated the woman hed picked up from the airport having rhinestone-studded brass knuckles. The suckle to the head had given them magazine to cuff Miranda to a pipe and do her a little weak, so it had taken her longer than it should have to belt ammunition them off with a series of roundhouse kicks and one side scissor, then agree the chain on the cuffs and free herself. Giving Deputy Reynolds more than time with Sibbys esophagus than shed planned.A round more.The heartbeat was getting softer, harder to hear.Im so sorry, Sibby. I should have gotten here sooner. I tried my best, but I couldnt get the handcuffs off and I was too weak and I failed and- Miranda was having stir seeing and realized she was crying. She stumbled but kept running. Sibby, youve got to be okay. You cant go. If you dont come back, I swear Ill never have fun again. Not once. The heartbeat was meet a whisper now, the girl in her arms a crazy ghost. Miranda choked back a sob. God, Sibby, please-Sibbys eyes flickered. Color surged into her cheeks and her heart picked up. Did it utilization? she whispered.Miranda swallowed the huge lump in her throat and resisted the urge to crush her. It worked.Did you-Clocked him with the clock, as requested.Sibby smiled, reached her hand up to Mirandas cheek, then closed her eyes again. They didnt reopen until they were in the car with the historical society behind them. She sat up and looked around. Im in the front seat.Special occasion, Miranda explained. Dont get used to it.Right. Sibby worked her neck back and forth. That was a good plan. Trading outfits so theyd think you were me and not worry so much about restraints.They still went all out. Miranda pushed the cape back. I skint the chain, but I cant get the bracelets off. Thinking for some reason of Kenzi at the prom sa ying, Are you ready to unshackle yourself from the insecurities of your youth? Are you ready to throw your future?What happened to Plant Boy? I called in an anonymous expiration telling them where to find him and the bodies of the guards he shot. He should be on his way to jail.How did you neck you were right? That he was trying to trick us?I can tell when people are lying.How?Different things. Little gestures. for the most part by listening to their heartbeats.Like if they speed up, theyre lying?Everyone is different. You need to know how they react when theyre telling the truth to know how they react when theyre lying. His heartbeat gets slower, more even when he lies, like hes trying to be extra careful.Sibby looked at her more closely. You can hear peoples heartbeats?I hear a lot of things.Sibby took that in. When Plant Boy was strangling me because he thought I was you? He called me Princess. And said some people thought you had superpowers like a teenager Wonder cleaning woman or something.Miranda felt her chest get tight. He did?And he said there was a bounty on your head. vivacious or dead. Although Im sorry to say that Im worth ten times as much as you are.Its not nice to brag.Is it true? That youre Wonder fair sex?Maybe the lack of oxygen went to your head but Wonder Woman is a comic-book character. Made up. Im a real, normal person.Sibby snorted. You are definitely not normal. Youre totally neurotic. A pause. That wasnt an answer. Are you actually a princess with superpowers?Are you really a sacred prophet who knows everything that is going to happen?Their eyes met. uncomplete of them said anything.Sibby stretched, sprawling out over the front seat, and Miranda turned up the radio and they drove on in silence, both of them smiling.After a few miles Sibby said, Im starving. Could we stop for a burger?Yeah, but were on a schedule, so no kissing strange guys.I knew you were going to say that.