Gather Your Wit

Jane drove down to Evans Mechanics. She pulled over at the other side of the road and made her way towards the company.

She was aghast, the fire was almost out and the crowd had started to disperse. "What the heck happened here?" she thought and scanned around but Lisa was not in sight.

She dialed her number several times but no one picked up. She became disturbed and screamed out Lisa's name as she searched through the crowd.

Lisa sat with her back against the wall. She was weak and her breath was short and shallow. She shivered like a tied up cow calmly awaiting its death.

Faintly, she heard a familiar voice screaming her name. "I am here Jane," she muttered faintly.

Jane ran around and was becoming tired. She stopped to catch her breath. She bent over and laid her hands on her knees. She brought up her phone and dialed Lisa's number again.

Lisa did not pick up but Jane heard the familiar tone ringing. 'That should be from Lisa's phone. She should be somewhere around here," Jane t