Chapter 88

Why did Lorraine run off there all alone? "I saw her running toward the backyard," Jonas said quietly, hesitating over whether to mention his brother. "Wait here for me, Jonas." I found a safe spot to leave Jonas and started calling out Lorraine's name as I ventured deeper. The place was even filthier than I had imagined. The concrete path was overgrown with weeds. This place had probably been untouched for a couple of years. As a grown man, I had to turn sideways to squeeze through some parts. "Lorraine?" The grass scratched at my arms, and the dirt got into the cuts, making them sting. I frowned at the pain. "Lorraine? Can you hear me?" The backyard was about the size of two basketball courts, and I couldn't recall much about it except that I had played hide-and-seek here as a kid. Lorraine was out here with no phone. It would be nearly impossible for her to find her way out. "Is anyone there?" A faint, weak voice answered. I turned toward it. "Lorraine? Is that you?" "Who