Mandy MischiefChapter 2
Kat’s car was parked outside her house when we arrived, so I let Mandy out and then looked for somewhere to leave mine. When I got back, the door—a side entrance—was ajar so I let myself in. it was one of those houses where you open the front door into a small entrance hall with rooms on both sides, I looked to my right into the sitting room where I’d been before and it was empty. Just then a voice called from the other side: “I’m in the kitchen, Steve—come on through!” I had to pass through...