All four of them jumped to their feet and headed for the door. David was the closest and reached the door first. He opened it and pulled everyone in, turned out the lights, and locked the door. “Everybody stay away from the front windows,” he said in an urgent half whisper. “Okay,” Diane whispered back from the darkness of the dining room. “Why are we here?” “Those headlights aren’t from the police car,” said David. “They’re set too high.” He stood near the doorway trying to see out the window. The lights went dark and they heard a door slam. Diane’s heart beat faster. Neva, next to Diane, had her hand under her coat, ready to pull out her off-duty weapon. Diane could see Mike looking around the room, probably searching for a possible weapon. Knowing him, he probably didn’t really believe anything was wrong, but he wouldn’t be taking any chances. “You mean like an SUV,” said Neva. “Yes,” said David, “just like an SUV.” Diane had to admire David for noticing.
