Brady had no idea who pulled him into the alley but he was grateful. He just stood there and waited for the clacking heels to go past.
"Brady I know you want me."
"I'm going to remove my hand now. Nod if you're not going to scream."
"Who are you?"
Brady turned around and got the shock of his life when he realized the person was Isabella.
The redhead just looked at Brady.
"Mom? Did you get hit on the head?"
Brady realized that things might be different in this reality. Maybe Isabella wasn't Brady Black's mother in this Salem.
"I'm sorry. You just look like her."
"I'm looking for a redhead named Nancy."
"She works at the library."
Before Brady could react Isabella's fist came flying towards his face. He was knocked out cold.
"Sorry about that handsome. I've got a job to do."
To Be Cont.