Marion Michaels was just about to walk out her front door when she noticed, through a crack between the front drapes, a car sitting in front of the house. Feeling the hair on the back of her neck pricking up, she moved quickly to the telephone and called her husband. He wasn’t in, but she got a young constable she knew who acted without hesitation. She then dialled David and Monica and was just about speak with her son when the front door was kicked in with a bang and a shattering of glass.
The men from Security were understandably anxious over waiting for the men in the car ahead of them to make their move. Their orders were to apprehend the suspects only when they began to act. They well knew the danger to the suspect’s intended victims, and prayed that the suspects weren’t armed, or that if they were, that they would not shoot their intended victims out-of-hand.
The woman talking over the fence to her neighbour tried to ignore her daughter as the child vied for her mother’s attention, her mother doing so because the child had a way of interrupting when she tried to make conversation with her friends- nothing else had worked so she tried simply ignoring her.