Learning to read can be a killer.
Amanda Smith never learned to read. A local tutoring program called the City Volunteers for Literacy agrees to provide her with a free tutor. The first time they meet at the downtown library, Amanda is energized; the second meeting is horrifying. As Amanda struggles with sight words in a remote tutoring room, bank robbers burst into the library to escape from the police. Amanda must use her survival skills to save her tutor and the innocent people who are caught at the library that day.
With the gun in one hand, Johnson undid the bindings from around Erik’s wrists. He holstered the weapon in his belt and tied one end of the rope around the banister. In one sadistic sweep, he looped the other end of the rope around Erik’s neck, knotting it swiftly and pushing him towards the edge.
“No!” Anthony called out from below, dropping his load of books.
Sean came up behind the boy with his weapon drawn, forcing the child to his knees. “I knew you were lying.” The failed getaway driver snarled.
“If you push him,” Joe whispered, so softly that only Erik and Johnson could hear, “I will kill you.”
Johnson looked over, took note of the man’s curled fist, his muscles tense beneath earth-worn layers. Johnson backed away, gun raised and ready to fire. “Don’t you touch me.” He spat, leaving no room for argument. “Get up on the railing.” He commanded Erik.
“No, don’t do it.” Joe held out a hand, delicately positioning himself between the killer and the librarian.
“Get up on the railing now, or I shoot you both.” Johnson rephrased the demand.
Erik swallowed hard, the rope pinching his neck and making breath difficult to come by. He grabbed at the railing unsteadily, reaching out to the support beams for balance. With all his strength, he pulled himself up, knees weak, ankles screaming. The railing was thin beneath leather shoes and the drop over the edge threatened to snap his neck.