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"What do you know about the fire at the Polk home?" David Lob and his wife, a ugly, sallow woman, were sitting across from the girl detective. Nancy was tied up, but not gagged. Her head still throbbed painfully, but she forced herself to question the Lobs. It had become increasingly obvious that David Lob was insane, driven by his hate for the lawyer who had prosecuted him. Nancy had deduced that he has once been a brilliant but criminal mastermind. He had changed over the fifteen years, that was certain. He no longer spoke elegantly, sometimes slurring his speech almost drunkenly. At times he would laugh maniacally for no reason. Nancy was afraid, very afraid of him. But she knew that she could get a full confession from them now. They wouldn't be telling her this if they were going to let her live.
Of course, Nancy had been around people who wanted to kill her before. She still vividly remembered the time she'd been tied up in the the old attic with that spider...but this was different. This man was probably insane. And he had killed her mother. Remembering that,she no longer felt fear, but anger. She listened as the Lobs explained the Polks had burned their home for the insurance money, but , as David Lob put it, they kept all their files pertaining to their 'business' in a cabinet, and he had realized that they couldn't take the chance a paper might blow away and be found by police. Unknown to him, Mrs. Polk had made up the story about her dog to get the teenage boy to enter the home. Then they would blame him as an arsonist. Around this time, Nancy her a small cry outside. She waited hopefully, praying it was help, but she eventually had to dismiss it as a bird.
Now David Lob was bragging about his brilliance in hiding all evidence from the wreck that killed Elizabeth Drew, how enjoyable it had been hearing how devastated the young 'brat of a lawyer" had been, and how he was going to enjoy hurting Carson again. That got Nancy's attention. "How?" What crazy things was he planing now? David Lob turned to her with an evil smirk, and gave another one of those chilling laughs. "How are we going to hurt your father? By killing you, of course!" Nancy froze, and her eyes widened, realizing, maybe for the first time, what the phrase 'one's heart stopped beating for a second' meant. Certainly it felt like hers was racing.
Dob pulled out a gun, an evil looking type that Nancy was sure was illegal. He gestured to the the wall. "If you would be so kind,Louise.." His wife nodded and drug the chair that Nancy was tied to towards the wall. Nancy fully realized what was happening. Thoughts were racing through her head a mile a minute. Dad... I should have listened when he told me to drop the case. I wonder what he'll do when Bess and George tell him where I went ? Frank, where's Frank? He could get me out of this. No one knows where I am. This is it. I wonder what heaven's like? Faces rushed through her mind. Aunt Eloise, Dad, Bess,George, Frank, Joe. Hannah. All her friends she'd made over the years as a detective... David Lob had finished loading the gun. Her pointed it at Nancy. "It was a pleasure, Miss Drew,"he laughed. Nancy squeezed her eyes shut. Help me, Jesus...
A shot rang out. White-hot pain, and everything was black.