Chapter FourCautious but intrigued and made brave by anger, Clare pushed the door all the way open. How dare someone come into her home uninvited? She took a step into the hallway, being careful to muffle her footsteps on one of the rugs. A noise came from the kitchen, a muffled bump. She paused.
Careful here. Grab a weapon. Anything.
Clare reached for a small statue her brother Jeff had been awarded. A gold column mounted with an elongated star that looked more like the Starfleet symbol from Star Trek, would serve well to stab or bludgeon with if the situation came to such. It was compact and heavy.
Cautious moves. One foot placed with care in front of the other. Silent. Focused. Ready to act. Today was not a day to test Clare Rosser. Brushing her hair back over her ear with her free h
