"Do you think Vince will cause trouble when he hears?" I asked.
"Why do you have to bring him up?"
I could sense her slowly rising, but very evident, tension.
"Vince can go to hell for all I care," she snapped. "I wish he would drop dead."
"Seconded," I agreed dryly, "But I doubt that he will oblige."
She half rose. "What's wrong, Phil? Are you afraid of Vince?"
I looked at her. "Not afraid, doll, just cautious. I wouldn't put anything past that creep. He undoubtedly considered himself in love with you and he wants you all for himself. A man such as he is is capable of anything. He's already made some pretty serious threats, you know."
"Vince is just bluffing," Gretchen scoffed. "He wouldn't try anything really drastic. He knows that my father could and would smash him."
"Perhaps,"
