Vanished Part 13

I must apologize for not posting my part sooner!! I kept forgetting... :)

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Dot screamed and started kicking the clerk with her bright red heels. The man pinned her arms back and tried to push her into a room behind the counter.
"Don't give me any trouble!" Jenson exclaimed. The door was opened and Dot was forced into a dark room with only a small window. He shut the door and locked it behind him.
Dot's thick black hair was hanging in her face and her eyes were on fire. So the clerk was in on this little game.
She hurried over to the window, dodging dusty crates and boxes. She peered out the smudged glass and gasped. The bread truck was gone. Dot's heart skipped a beat. And so was Tip!
She looked around in panic. She grabbed a small wooden crate and threw it at the window. Crash! Dot ducked as sharp pieces of glass flew everywhere.
She hurried through the now open window, despite the bad cut on her hand. 
"Tip!" She half whispered. "Tip!" Cautiously she headed down the smelly alley, her heart pounding so fast it was hard to breathe.
That's when she saw it.
From behind an old metal garbage can, she saw a pale hand with red blood dripping from its motionless fingers.
She hurried over and let out a sob. Tip!  

To Be Continued!