Chapter 8

“You have a point, but you’re still not going out in public. There’s at least one man who does know what you look like now, and he probably isn’t too happy that his plan failed, especially since you know what helooks like, too.”

I thought about that. “He did try to hide his face, as much as possible. Like I said, it was getting dark and he was wearing a hat. My description of him really is worse than useless, even if the cops believed my story.” I sighed. “You know they won’t.”

“It doesn’t mean he wouldn’t like you out of the picture. He doesn’t know for certain that you can’t give his description to the police.”

“I wonder if he hoped I’d run and the cops would shoot me? That would have solved all his problems.”

“We won’t know until we find him.”

“How are we supposed to do that?” I asked.