"Let's run, Sister Lauren! Don't worry about the stall!" Rachel urged, her fingers already flying across her phone screen to dial 911.
At the same time, Josephine snatched up a nearby chair and hurled it at the three men.
"We have to get out of here!" she shouted to Lauren. "They're only here for a fight! If it gets bad, I'll just have Kieran deal with them later!"
But Kieran wasn't here right now. Their only option was to protect themselves.
"Hello, 911? Some guys are causing trouble, and I think they're going to hurt me and my friend..." Rachel's words tumbled out in a rush the second the call connected.
"Shit, she's calling the cops! Get her phone!" one of the men roared, lunging straight for Rachel.
Just as she tried to run while spitting out the address, a figure blurred past. A heavy, sickening thud echoed, followed by a muffled grunt.
