“Were you struck?” Janet asked, nodding her head toward the mark on the woman’s arm. “Is that how you got the bruise?”
Sabrina shook her head. “I was on Kevin’s lap when we heard the knock and he kind of dumped me on the floor.”
Janet grimaced, but surprisingly it was Sabrina who managed to get things back on track. “I was so relieved when she ran away. Do you think she’ll come after me next?”
Janet leaned in and placed her free hand on the girl’s shoulder. “I promise you, we will not let anything happen to you.”
Sabrina nodded and wiped her face with the now ragged ball of tissues.
“Can you tell me what the woman looked like?” Janet asked carefully.
Sabrina shook her head, her skin was blotchy from crying, yet her blush still managed to show through. “Kevin and I were, ah, well, we had lit some candles, you know? So it was dark and she was dressed in a dark hoodie.”
Janet did her best not to let her frustration bleed through into her voice. “Anything you can tell us will help catch this woman quicker, height, body shape, hair color, any scars…” she prompted, her mind latching on to one particular possible suspect that was blonde, so would fit with Mrs. Edson’s description, and they at least had an address for, thanks to Janet running the plate number.
“She wasn’t fat. I guess she may have been tall but not too tall.” Sabrina sniffed again and Janet handed her a fresh tissue. Once she’d blown her nose, her face went thoughtful, “I saw some blonde hair kind of hanging in her face, but that’s about it. It was too dark to make out much of anything else.”
Janet took a deep breath and shot a glance at Rick who was doing a fair imitation of a statue by the door. Sabrina hadn’t given them much more than Mrs. Edson, but if they were right and this killer was part of that support groupandstepping up her time table, they needed to move on what they had. That meant starting with the three blondes in the group, and since they only had an address on one so far, they’d be starting with Lillian Oremun.
