needs to step outside for a minute.”
“We’ll be back when he leaves.” Mallie told her sister and gave her hand a squeeze before they all walked out into the hall.
“She’s going to be alright.” Karla reassured Mallie as she stood there and looked at the closed curtain.
“I know. I was just so worried about her and now I don’t want to be separated from her at all.”
“I know how you feel.” Karla said and rubbed Elliot’s hair and for once he didn’t duck out of her reach.
Chapter Seven
Later that afternoon, after they all got home, Trent stopped by the house. When Karla answered the door she immediately stepped aside and let him in. “Hey, Trent.” She said once the door was closed behind him. “Mom and Dad are in the kitchen.”
“Okay. Wanna come?” Trent asked.
“You know I do.” She answered and led the way into the other room.
“Andrew, Leslie, how’s Elliot?” Trent asked as soon as he walked into the kitchen.
“He’s doing pretty well. Aside from a dislocated elbow and a few bruises he’s fine.” Andrew answered. “Now I’m assuming you’re here about the explosion.”
“You assume correctly. I need to ask Elliot a few questions and then I’ll tell y’all what happened.”
“I’ll run up and get him.” Karla volunteered and was gone before anyone could say anything.
“Can I get you a cup of coffee or something else to drink while we wait?” Leslie asked Trent.
“Sure. I’ll take a cup of coffee, black please.” Trent answered and Leslie hopped off the bar stool and poured him a cup, She was handing it to him when Karla and Elliot walked into the kitchen.
“Detective Greeves, Karla said you wanted to see me.” Elliot said as he sat down at the table. Karla walked to the refrigerator, grabbed two cans of Coke and sat beside Elliot before Trent started talking.
“I just need to ask you a few questions about what happened today.” Trent said as he sat on the chair opposite Elliot.
“Sure, but I don’t remember seeing anything.” Elliot told him with a look of confusion on his face.
“You may not remember seeing anything, but you may have seen more than you think you did.” Trent said and Elliot shrugged his shoulders. “I just want to ask you a couple of questions. If you didn’t see anything that’s okay. When you went into the theater did you see anyone acting nervous?”
“No, but I really wasn’t paying attention to anyone except my friends.”
“Madison said she saw a man that kept looking around, but she thought he was looking for someone.” Karla told Trent.
“Yeah, I saw him too. He was wearing blue jeans and a black t-shirt.” Elliot told him. “I saw him again while we were in line for snacks. He was with a woman and they were walking back toward the restrooms. Now that you mention it, I never saw them come out.”
“Okay, do you remember anything else about those two?”
“She was wearing blue jeans and a black tank top. She had long, dark hair but that’s all I remember.”
“Wait a second.” Karla interrupted them. “I saw her too. Before you went into the theater Callie, Rylee, Kiara and I were in the food court and we saw you waiting in line at the ticket counter with your friends, but I wasn’t going to bother you so we decided to head to the dress shop. She had a really big bag with her, like a beach bag type bag and she was walking toward the theater. We passed pretty close to her. Close enough that I noticed she had brown eyes and a nasty looking scar on her left cheek.”
“Her name is Helen Martin, according to her ID, and she’s the lady who was trapped in the restroom with Madison.”
“Oh my gosh.” Karla said in shock.
“What do she have to do with the explosion?” Leslie asked Trent.
“We think the man she was with is Mitchell Torretto. He’s wanted in several states for theater bombings that have killed hundreds of people. We were very lucky today, no one was killed, but a lot of
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