“I can’t see you,” she said. “I’m with… no… who’s out there?” And Tom asked where but she screamed; then the line went dead.
He’d find her, come for her, eliminate her assailant. Of course he would. But as he slid the phone back into his pocket he’d no idea how. Find her; come for her; who was he kidding? She was with someone else. Tom called 911 and waited and explained. The cops would find and rescue her instead.
On TV, policemen praised the anonymous caller who’d saved her life. And Katy wrapped her arms round the other guy.