She emerged from the car and walked slowly towards the men, listening as she went. She stopped at the doorway. “Hello, there.”
“Good evening, ma’am,” one of the men replied.
All three stood up for her.
“Please sit down. May I ask what you’re listening to?”
Jake followed up behind her.
“The news.”
“Aren’t you a long ways from any radio station out here?”
“It’s a Los Angeles station, ma’am. It starts coming in real clear across the desert this time of day.”
She nodded at the large cabinet. “What exactly are you listening to?”
“Stock Market reports. All hell seems to be breaking loose out there in New York City.”
She listened to the announcer for a moment. Stock prices were announced on the air, all of them down. “What is it all about?”
“The New York Stock Market crashed, ma’am. Ev
