Scrambling to my feet, I yelled, “Cade!” My voice echoed eerily, bouncing off the walls until the echo faded. Oppressive silence pressed in around me. My heart hammered and I couldn’t breathe. Panic rose in my throat. I had always hated confined places and complete darkness. Would Cade know I was here? Would he be able to find me? Was I doomed to stay here forever?
I beat on my prison with my fists, then with the flashlight, yelling Cade’s name again and again. “I’m in here,” I yelled. “I can’t get out!”
A slide of dirt hit the floor behind me. My light showed a crack in the beam above the door. My pounding must have jarred the wood brace that framed the door. The whole thing looked ready to collapse.
I was in real danger of the roof caving in, burying me under tons of dirt.
Surely Cade had heard me and would come to find me. But, how could he get in this room? The lever no longer protruded from the wall and the door fit snugly.
Hot tears pressed against my eyelids. I sank to the floor as panic took over.
The fourth, long-awaited Ned McNeil mystery, Murder By Moonlight, is here on Amazon.com. Ned has been in dangerous places before; there were times when things seemed hopeless, but now, she was in a dark prison, walls pressing in on her, and no way of escape.
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