Part Two
"Ding, dong"
Lita looked up from the magazine she was reading, and headed for her front door. She wasn't expecting anyone this afternoon. She wouldn't see Matt and Jeff until later that evening. She was dressed comfortably, in a pair of jeans and a tank top, with the ever present hard brace supporting her fragile neck. She couldn't wait to be allowed to move from the hard brace to a more comfortable soft one. "A couple weeks more", she thought, as she ambled towards her door.
Peeking through the peephole, she was surprised to see what appeared to be a pizza delivery boy standing on her front door. She opened the door.
"Hi. That'll be $15.95 please."
"Um, I'm sorry. But I didn't order a pizza. Are you sure you have the right house?"
The young man looked confused. Glancing down at his delivery log, he said, "This is 244 Delvinta Road, right?"
"Yes, it is, but I'm afraid someone made a mistake".
Perplexed, the boy stood there a moment longer, then came to a decision. "Well, ma'am. That's very likely. The cashier back at the store is a little ditzy. She probably gave me the wrong address. I tell you what, just take this one. It's on me." He smiled broadly and turned to go, obviously not caring about the situation.
"Um, thanks... I think. I guess today's my lucky day," Lita said, glancing from the pizza box to the retreating delivery boy. She stepped back into the house and closed her door. She was as confused as the delivery boy appeared to be, but hey, how could you look a gift horse in the mouth? Or in this case, a gift pizza?
Across the road, a dark figure moved among the shadows of the trees. Dropping his binoculars to hang around his neck, he began to retreat back deeper into the wooded lot. "Ah, but it's not your lucky day, Lita. It's mine. Because now I know for sure where you live. And I can see you're all alone. Guess the little Hardy twerps didn't want you near the arena, where who knows what could happen," Raven laughed, and snuck away, his plan beginning to formulate in his mind.
to be continued...........