NELLY’S HANDS PUSHED the glass door, the bell jangling overhead in celebration of her freedom.
The hot, Caribbean sun bathed her in a warm glow and she welcomed the heat. Though the air conditioner had been buzzing inside the ice cream shop, the anxiety of being held at gunpoint had made the cold extremely uncomfortable.
Her gaze skimmed the crowd gathered on the perimeter of Chenny’s. Excited faces peered back at her. They were people gathered for a show, unmindful of the trauma the victims had endured.
Chenny’sAn ambulance waited to escort the shaken elderly women to the hospital. The squad cars were parked on the street with their lights still blinking. Finally, Nelly spotted a handcuffed Dean and his wife being escorted by a police officer.
Her heart sank when she saw the way Karee
