I froze as the car pulled alongside me. A policeman stuck his head out the passenger side window.
“It’s an odd time to take a stroll, isn’t it?”
I considered fleeing but knew that I wouldn’t stand a chance with half of Hilliard’s police force only a block away. “I walk this late all the time. It helps clear my head so I can sleep.”
He gave me the once over twice. “I enjoy a walk as much as the next guy,” he told me. “But everybody else in the neighborhood seems to be walking toward the hubbub on...
Published on January 10, 2014 02:00