Her quick chatter fell into total silence.

She stepped back into the shadows of the hall.

“Don’t come back here without an invitation,” Travis said.

Travis yanked the winter boots out of Michael’s hands.

He stepped back and shut the heavy wooden door.

The deadbolt snapped loudly into place.

Michael walked back down the concrete steps to his sedan.

He wondered what kind of friends Travis had at the local precinct to make a threat like that.