Blue light flashed across the dining room walls.
Mother’s china cabinet glowed briefly, then darkened again.
Julian looked at me.
“What did you do?”
The doorbell rang.
I placed my napkin beside my plate.
“I made a phone call.”
He stood so quickly that his chair scraped backward.
“You had no right.”
The bell rang again.
A fist struck the front door.
“County Sheriff’s Department!”
Chloe’s face lost all color.
Julian moved toward me.
