Nathan’s outdoor group had informed him of the car slowing down about five driveways away.
“Here we go,” he said into his communicator, as he flipped TV channels downstairs on the couch, Jenny seated right next to him like Bella would be.
“Subject car stopped two houses down, she’s coming to your door on foot.”
“Roger that. All outside units, maintain your cover, keep watch in case he shows up.”
About forty-five seconds later, the doorbell rang. Then a “Hello?”
“Coming,” Nathan said, like it couldn’t be a life and death encounter. He exchanged nods with Jenny as he went to the front door.
Opening the wooden one but not the glass exterior door, he said politely, “May I help you?”
“Hi,” Paula said. “I’m new to the area, supposed to come see some friends, I am completely lost, and my c
