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“HEY!” I yelled “HEY, STOP!”

I looked around, but I’d chosen one of the more private areas of the park The only person nearby wasfull speed in my direction

“HE TOOK MY BAG!”

The cute guy nodded as he flew past, his dirty-blond hair flowing behind hi unbelievably fast Taking long, powerful strides hat looked like long, powerful legs

Oh my God!

A half-eaten apple went spinning to the ground at my feet I’d never been purse-snatched before! But of course I’d read about it Hell, I’d seen it in a dozenof it actually happening

I whirled, looking around helplessly There was no one else Only the jogger and his pursuer, as slowly gaining on him

What if he’s armed?

The thought sent shivers through me

What if he has a knife, or a gun, or—

“UMMPH!”

At the edge of the clearing, both round My would-be savior had er around his ankles It looked painful, the fall The jogger landed hands first to protect his face, skidding along the cement path with a scream of pain

The apple-eating cute guy was crawling his way onto him

Don’t just stand there Holly! Go help him!

My legsover to where the two e of the path There was a grunt of exertion, then a cry of pain as the thief kicked my would-be hero square in the jaw He scra only once to glance back in my direction