Tom answered the door, standing straight and imposing.
“Hello, officers," he said, “what can I do for you?" Two male police officers in uniform stood at the door, one middle-aged and short with a protruding belly, the other, young and lanky.
“We're here for Roxanne Gehry," one of them said.
Standing to the side of the door, Roxanne knew the officers had probably already seen her through the large picture window at the front of the house.
“What's it about?" Tom continued to stand inflexible, trying to take up as much room in the doorway as he could muster.
“Sorry. We really need to talk to Roxanne about that," the older officer said.
Roxanne wasn't sure why the officers were looking for her. There were a number of reasons: the forged permit, the kidnapping, or even shooting firearms
