It seemed to take forever to get there, but eventually he reached the neighborhood and turned down her street. He drove past Annie's house, relieved to see authorities had already finished up with it, and parked about a block away. Going to the trunk, he dug out the S&W as well as the shoulder holster he'd missed the first time. He owed Leslie big time. He shrugged out of his jacket, got the holster in place, checked the gun and slid it into the holster, then put his jacket back on and slammed the trunk shut.
He braided his hair back, secured the end with a hairband from the duffle bag, and headed back toward Annie's house on foot.
The neighborhood was dead quiet, not even kids running about, despite the hour and the nice weather. Well, he wouldn't let his kids outside either, if he had
