| Wanted: Chapter 8 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It’s been three months now. Anita was right – she had taken care of everything. The police were even a bit sympathetic when I showed them my scars. Also true to her word, Anita showed me how to use gun… I still don’t like it. Life at the house is great. So far there haven’t been any death threats from whatever pard Elizabeth had taken up with – maybe they didn’t like her either. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Index |