Chapter Eight
--1--The patrol car paused at the top of the lane, the track of blue lights flashing. The white car came up behind it. They turned carefully off the highway and into the rutted lane, bouncing gently from side to side. They almost disappeared for a moment behind the bushes and bracken before they came past the first gatepost and paused. They turned briskly into the circular drive and came around to the porch stairs that led up to the house.
He was standing at the top of the stairs.
The doors to the patrol car opened and an officer swung out on each side of the car. They put on their hats. They hitched up their guns.
"Mr. Smith?"
"Yes."
"We found the children."
The driver's door of the white car opened.
"They're safe."
"I’m glad to hear that."
A policewoman got out of
