I was at a loss how to explain the unexplainable. "First off, I don't have the words to tell you how grateful I am for what you and your guys did for us. I wouldn't be sitting here without you. As for Econ Scrutiny, we're doing nothing remotely illegal and have the blessing of your so-called big names. We found ourselves in the middle of something that dropped in our laps through no fault or effort of our own. The fact it's clandestine is vital. That's all I can say; if you can't buy it, it's a waste of my time to try and sell it. I just ask one thing; will you take my word for one item and if you stop this vehicle you'll have more reward than you'll know what to do with. This guy killed maybe a dozen mostly children and at least one cop. He's been camping in Keene for a week, looking for us." Detective Jackson looked up at me. I finally had his attention.
"What's that number and description?" he asked. When I'd given him the information he left his office. I could hear him discussing the vehicle with a woman in the outer room. When he returned he remained standing.
"If you think he's after you, what makes you think he's left the area?"
Suddenly I remember Betsy and Molly were out walking Bumpus when I left the house!
Surry, New Hampshire. Am I in luck or am I not in luck! Both of them, mother and daughter, out walking that bitch dog. I can see them at the crest of the hill. I've pulled off to the side of the road to prepare for visitors. Taking two prizes is a challenge but the ultimate reward will be worth the aggravation! Even though it will upset the child, I shant take the time to tarry long with the woman. I'll dispense with her immediately and find a roadside grave once I leave the area. Perhaps if the young girl is sleeping she'll believe me when I tell her I left mommy behind and she'll be in a better frame of mind for the games I have planned. I have a toy for her to play with as well, don't I? All I'll I need do is prepare a rag with my special solution . . .