“Let’s get out of here,” she said, gesturing urgently at Naomi and Dawn. “I don’t know how long they’re going to be able to hold him back.” Her heart was hammering with adrenaline.
“Who?” Naomi frowned and glanced back toward the building, but scrambled to her feet. “Tom?”
Corrie shook her head and held her hand out to Dawn. “The guy who was dancing with Dawn. He did not want me to come back in. I didn’t get a chance to find Tom. Though considering how much he’s drawn to any drama, he should figure out where we were…”
“Unless he’s distracted. Come on, Dawn, get up.”