Betty caught Daisy and quickly put her down on her feet.<br/><br/>The girl was safe. Now maybe, if she got out of here quickly, she'd be able to prevent anything bad from happening. She grabbed Daisy's hand, then the hand of the littlest girl - what was her name again? - the one who looked every bit as lost and terrified as she felt, deep down under all the anger and frustration.<br/><br/>"Jack! Let him go," she hissed at the boy that was still hanging on to the man's leg, "And come with me,<em>now</em>! Or I shall be<em>very</em>angry," wondering if this was enough she added, "your mother too!"