“Fred, what are you doing to my sink?” Nick asked. The elderly man slid out of the cabinet. He was holding a wrench and wearing a Phish T-shirt and track pants. “Just helping out. Mrs. Penny dumped an entire box of denture cleaning tablets down the garbage disposal.” “Why would you do that, Penny?” “To see if the fizzing would dislodge the strip of condoms that fell down there first.” “How…? Why…?” It didn’t really matter. These people who had invaded his home were capable of anything. “Never mind. I don’t want to know.”
