Tater let out an angry meow, and I turned, but it was too late. Someone grabbed me by my hair and jerked me back. Shock hit my system, panic quick on its heels as a hand closed around my throat, cutting off my air supply. I thrashed and kicked, trying to get at my attacker, but nothing seemed to land. They just squeezed my throat harder as they leveled a brutal blow to my ribs. Spots danced in front of my vision as darkness closed in. A deep voice cut through my gurgled attempts to scream. “Go home, or I won’t let you off this easy next time.”
