Cornered Prey

He spun around and saw Sadie in black athletic gear, a quiver on her back, and a bow in her hand. She idly fiddled with an arrow, watching him with a faint, ambiguous smile.

Giles went pale. He tried to move, but found his legs too weak to stand.

Brenda, his wife, looked just as terrified. Her voice pitched high. "How did you get in here? You are trespassing! That's a crime!"

Sadie smiled slightly