Janelle used the phone of the helpful woman call Cliff. Cliff played golf with a medical almost every Saturday. Perhaps Dr. Kildare could look her injuries. Cliff, angry but glad his wife alive, said he would be there shortly. She him to bring their son and her spare of car keys, because her keys were in stolen purse. Cliff and Donovan arrived just before police officer finished filling out his report. Cliff his wife gently. He told Donovan to drive in Janelle’s car. Cliff then asked the officer the chances were of catching the attackers.
The shook his head. “Not good,” he said. He Cliff that robberies like this one happened daily southern California. “Thugs are everywhere, prowling around like in the ocean, looking for prey.” Cliff asked officer what could be done. “I know this ridiculous, but we police can no longer protect law-abiding citizens. There’s simply too many criminals. Tell your female relatives and friends one thing: Don’t anywhere alone, day or night. A woman by , even in public, might as well be carrying bright neon sign that says: ‘Victim here—Come and me!’ I’m not supposed to be telling you , because if the word gets out, tourism will in southern California.”
The officer asked Janelle to the police report. He wished her a speedy , and promised to do his best to help the culprits behind bars. He reminded both of that the two thugs now had their credit , address, car keys, and house keys. He suggested they make the appropriate phone calls, change the to their house, and get new keys programmed her car. Cliff told the officer that a of his friends were at his house, with , watching for intruders. Cliff and Janelle thanked the and the helpful woman. Cliff drove Janelle straight Dr. Kildare’s house.
“Maybe we should move,” he Janelle. “To another city?” she asked. “To another ,” he said.