I sent the voicemail immediately to Victoria, and, more importantly, I sent it to the local police, so that it was in the hands of the authorities before anything happened, not after.

A threat to come to your home, from a man who has been served divorce papers and has just spent the morning raging at you, is not a private matter to be handled privately.

It is a thing the police should know about in advance, and so I made sure they knew.

Then I prepared my house, the way habit and training told me to.

I had installed good security cameras years before, high on the walls, covering the approaches, recording continuously; that had been an old instinct I had never quite let go of, and now I was glad of it.