Chapter 6
The door creaks open. It had been a few hours science Elena had put Trixie in the closet. Trixie had fallen asleep. Now though her eyes were open, she was wide awake and scared.
What happen? Where am I? Who is that? Elena? No! I remember! JIM! No!
Trixie starts to cry as the closet door slides open.
"Trixie? Are you okay?" A voice asks. This voice isn't Mrs. Trask or Elena! Trixie looks up to see Celia!
"MHHM!" Trixie yells through the gag. Celia undoes the gag and unties Trixie. "Celia! i'm so happy to see you, but you must leave. Mrs. Trask knows." Trixie says hasty.
"Knows what?" Celia asks.
"You'll figure it out when it matters most, But now you must go, or you'll be no help at all. Go now!" Trixie orders pushing Celia to the door. "Go!" Celia nods see how urgent it must be that she leaves. "Remember, Mrs. Trask knows!" Celia leaves nodding and Trixie goes and sits in the corner, not sure what to do.
If I leave, the other Bob-Whites will get hurt. If I stay I should be fine.
A few minutes later Elena enters with a priceless antique.
"Why are you untied?" she demands.
"Someone let me out." Trixie stampers. "But I didn't want the other Bob-Whites hurt so I stayed, I didn't tell anyone, I promise!" Elena nods. I don't think she believes me...