Father Christmas
“She watched John walk down past the row of parked cars until she could no longer see him, and she watched him come back into view, sauntering down the sidewalk until he stood in front of her townhouse, his back to her as he scrutinized the noisy townhouse across the street. He looked no different to Molly, but she knew he had changed. He had his gun now, somewhere: under his jacket, tucked into the waistband of his jeans, up his sleeve, in his hand. All she could see was the back of his head, h...is dark, shaggy hair, the smooth surface of his leather jacket and his long legs. But she knew the gun was with him.
When he didn’t immediately cross the street and raid Andy’s party, she experienced a glimmer of hope that he’d changed his mind. That hope was dashed within a few minutes, when a police cruiser rolled to a silent stop in front of him.
Double-parking alongside one of the cars, the driver climbed out.
So did the officer in the passenger seat.
Three cops. Three of them, probably all carrying guns, were going to bust Andy’s party.MoreLess
When he didn’t immediately cross the street and raid Andy’s party, she experienced a glimmer of hope that he’d changed his mind. That hope was dashed within a few minutes, when a police cruiser rolled to a silent stop in front of him.
Double-parking alongside one of the cars, the driver climbed out.
So did the officer in the passenger seat.
Three cops. Three of them, probably all carrying guns, were going to bust Andy’s party.MoreLess
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