“So based on the very limited information we have on Silas, what do you think we’re walking into?” I asked. “Someone who shoots trespassers on sight,” Ida Belle said. “We’re gonna need to park right in the middle of the driveway or dirt patch or whatever serves as parking and walk with our hands in clear sight as we approach the house.” “Yep,” Gertie said. “And if there’s a warning shot or even an indiscernible yell or grunt, we get the heck out of there. I’d sooner mess with gators than one of those rooted-in Creoles.”
