Tessa fought the arms that surrounded her as she watched Courtney disappear inside the house. Panic filled her and she struggled but couldn't make a sound. She shook her head against the damp rag placed under her nose and over her mouth. Her clawing at the hands did nothing for her. It was like the movies and books she'd read. It smelled and she tried not to breath it in. But she couldn't stop breathing, her head went light. Her movements slowed then she was just dead weight. "This is Tracey Roana. I believe you can help me, Jenny." Tracey closed the phone as Nathan knocked to check on her. Tracey stowed the cell in her pocket and opened the door. "Sorry, water works." Tracey mumbled wiping the dampness under her eyes.