Chapter 10
Jacksonville, FL
WE SLIPPED OUT the backdoor, went to the fence, and vaulted over it. Walking to the far side of Frances’ house, we made our way to the street. The car was, as she said, old. As far as I could tell, the motor wasn’t running.
I whispered to Mike, “Looks like the driver’s window is open. You shine the light in his face when I stick my gun in his ear.”
“Done.”
We crept quietly up to the car. The driver’s window was, in fact, open, and the guy was wearing headphones. We got in position, and Mike pointed the torch in his direction and turned it on just as I yanked the headphones away and stuck my gun in his ear.
“Police, freeze,” I said very loudly, jabbing him in the ear with the gun.
He turned slightly toward me. s**t, I thought, it’s the stalker. He started
