The old lady snorted. "I know it is not the police, baby. That is the bad man!"
Sarah shook her head, seeing the person driving the car. "You must have him confused with somebody else. I am sure, Mrs. Atkins. That is just my boss, Mr. Parker. He is coming to talk to me about something."
Mrs. Atkins shook her head right back at Sarah. "He is going to hurt me. He said so. He showed me his gun, and then he said if I told anyone I had seen him, he would kill me too. Just like my baby. I have got to go inside," she said.
"Oh!" Sarah said as light dawned, "you mean..."
But the old lady had already gone into the house as quickly as her ancient legs and fuzzy slippers could carry her. The door slammed behind her.
While they had been talking Parker had pulled his Merc up to the bottom of the
