Chapitre 98: Chapter 98: Predator, Part 18

James

We arrive back home. I'm bone tired. Michael walks with a slump. Klempner moves like a zombie, except that I don't think zombies suffer from violent shivering.

Mitch is waiting for us. As we enter through the front door heading for the lounge, she bursts from the kitchen, intercepting us. Her eyes are wide with warning. "James..."

"That's enough, Miss Kimberley," barks a voice.

My heart sinks. It's not as though I don't know the owner of the voice.

Will Stanton emerges from the lounge; armed and uniformed officers behind him. More pour out from the dining room. He stabs fingers in all directions. "You, you and you. You're at the doors. No-one comes in or out of this house without my say-so first.

He turns to another... "You..." then aims a finger at Klempner... "will watch this man. That is your only duty. You will not take your eyes from him. If he moves without my permission, you will raise the alarm. If he tries to run, you will shoot him."