ALICE BUSIED HERSELF in the kitchen. She’d finally calmed down. There, she knew what to do and no one could upset her.
Yet, she couldn’t stop thinking that something wasn’t quite all right. She’d had that feeling for days. She chased her dark thoughts away and get lost in her cooking. Right then she heard the doorbell, and it made her angry. She didn’t feel like seeing anyone. She thought to ignore it, but the person at the door insisted.
She rinsed her hands, dried them on a towel, and went to the door. The sight of more policemen shocked her. Frightened, she opened the door.
“Aye, what is it?”
“We have a search warrant, ma’am,” a short and plump woman said. “For the entire house.”
Alice fainted.
