“Are you going to provide me police protection?” Hesterberg demanded.
Frank rubbed the back of his neck. “I don’t know that I’ve got enough to be able to get that for you, but I’ll look into it. If there was just something more clear-cut...”
“She’s a deranged woman. I’ve never known her to be specifically violent, I told you that, but there’s something different about her of late. She’s become frighteningly unpredictable. I’m absolutely convinced she is dangerous.”
The address Frank had been given for Margo was an older but still highly respectable neighborhood, where brick predominated: four- and five-story apartment buildings and some two-story row houses along tree-lined streets. There were actually people on the streets, walking dogs, riding bikes. Kids were playing.
Frank consider
