No Escape From Them
She quickly set the tray down on a side table and rushed to my side, kneeling on the hard floor.
"What’s wrong, girl?" Rita hissed, her voice dropping to a worried whisper as she grabbed my trembling shoulders.
"I... I rounded the corner," I choked out, my voice cracking violently as I clung to Rita’s forearms like a lifeline. "I didn't see them coming. And I collided right into them."
Rita gasped, her hand flying to her mouth as she frantically looked over her shoulder, as if expecting the twins to materialize from the shadows to execute us both on the spot. "Oh, sweet mother of God. You mean the masters?"