The dark sedan pulled quietly up outside a comfortable family home in Quarter Close. The brick residence stood silent and dark in the early hours of the morning, looking much like the rest of the houses in the Grove. However, inside this house lay the witness in the most important case in the history of the state. Without him, the trial could not go to court. His life was in danger. Clara Craft stepped from …showed first 75 words of 463 total…

…showed last 75 words of 463 total…know the story.... Look, Clara. Get some sleep and I'll come down tomorrow in person." Sunlight shone through the vents along the east wall as Clara woke to answer the door. She was still dressed, but had been sleeping and was not fully alert. She opened the door and yawned. Before she had even closed her mouth, the assassin shot the silenced pistol… Clara woke up with a shock. It had been only a dream.