She needed to get out of here. Something didn’t feel right, a realization that made the hair on her neck stand up in fright. She quickly paid the cashier for her groceries, but she didn’t try to leave the store until she saw some other people heading toward the parking lot. She went with them and took out her keys. She’d use the remote to unlock her car so she could jump in the minute she got there.
She had almost made it to her car when a hand with a grip of steel clamped down on her arm.