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Bitty stood in the driveway behind a bush watching the house. Her plan was foolproof. The Johnson’s had just returned home. They were predictable. Which made it easy to plan against them. Mr. Johnson went into the house first and Mrs. J watered the plants. As soon as they sat down for their nightly snack, they were hers.
She nearly rubbed her hands together.
Waiting was the hard people for most people. Not for her. She loved knowing that she had power over someone else. It made her hot. She nearly giggled and had to control herself.
Calm down.
Once she had his parents, she had Randolph and all his friends in her grasp. No more going after her enemies. She was laying a trap. Flick would come to her if he wanted his parents to live and there would be some sacrifices made.
By him.