Hurrying back to the cave the picked up the gun and went to where the sounds had come from.She was good at making little noise by this time and soon s...he had crept to within a few yards of whoever it was.Apart from killing one poor little bunny rabbit she had never used the gun. With some nervousness she undid the safety catch. Casting about in her mind for something to say, she discarded "Go ahead, punk, make my day" and "Feeling lucky, punk?" in favour of. "Freeze! Put your hands up and turn. “Steve? Hi!” Staci gushed. “How are you?”“Good! I guess you and Mark are still together.”“Obviously,” she laughed. “I assume you called for him?”“Yes, please.”“One sec,” she replied.Mark was on the phone a minute later and I explained what I needed. He laughed and said he’d be glad to do it. I confirmed his fee, and let him know I’d be paying. I promised to call with the details once Jason and Abbie had their license. He asked how things were going and I gave him a synopsis, but emphasized that. ‘Sergeant Peterson, it’s George McTiernan, Matthew Holland’s lawyer, my client has remembered that his car is fitted with a Sat Nav that records trip data, and we intend to use that to prove that he was away from his home for forty-nine minutes, this establishes an alibi for the time that Emily was killed.’ ‘We will need to impound the vehicle so that we can verify that information. I will send a police tow truck to pick it up.’ The evidence lasted less than five minutes after the tilt tow. Actually, while Sarah babbled all kinds of joyful nonsense about howgreat it was I was going to have a boyfriend too, but that we'd stillfind time to hang out together just as friends like we were doing now, Ithought long and hard about how to pull this off. It scared me half todeath just the thought of presenting myself this way to a guy, especiallyto Patrick. It hurt that it wasn't Gina. For a brief moment, I eventhought about calling it all off. But it was out there now and withSarah's.