CHAPTER 12Helen turned into the beach road from the canyon at twenty-eight past ten. There was a light still burning in Mildred’s cafe as she passed. That was unusual, but Helen was so angry that she didn’t even notice. She was furious with Victor for keeping her so late. Goodness only knew what Dave would say when she got home.
A car was parked just beyond the little gate, and she slowed down to stop behind it. Her headlights illuminated the crumpled fender of a black Buick sedan. The Buick moved out as her car crept up on it; it made a fast U-turn and headed north. The Rambler slid into the place where it had been. Helen climbed out and started down the steps, coming to an abrupt stop as she neared the door.
The door stood open, and something was the matter with it. Light streamed thro
