Heidi finished the thimble of water she had with her. She’d have to get some more from the supply Wynda had left when she went on her latest mission.
Grabbing the upholstery of the chair, Heidi climbed down. On reaching the floor, she looked around. She chuckled. The room looked so small to her, but she’d only seen it at mouse-size until recently. She was still getting used to being nearly a foot tall again. Who’d have thought eleven and a half inches would seem gigantic?
Heidi had made it only a few feet from the chair when a chill ran through her. She stopped and looked around. She was sure someone was coming, someone other than Wynda or Peri.
Instinctively, Heidi dropped to the floor. She cursed herself. Why hadn’t she thought of this before? Eve wouldn’t let any of Eve’s Thieves survive having their powers taken away, and she’d lost hers. Now, with no one here to block her signal, Eve or one of the others was on her way to kill her, to get rid of any loose ends.
Heidi’s eyes darted to all the furniture. She knew Wynda had made provisions for her to get help, but those provisions were with Heidi’s former victims. Even if she could convince one of them to help, they wouldn’t be able to help against any of Eve’s Thieves, or especially Eve herself.
Panicking, Heidi wished she were mouse-sized again. At least there’d be more places to hide, or maybe an opening to crawl through so she could escape. Who’d have thought eleven and a half inches might be too big?
A pounding sound came from the door.
Heidi froze, her eyes wide with terror.