“I need to borrow this,” Tony said. The tripod was far from an ideal weapon, but it could deflect the blade of a knife. “If I were you, I’d get away from here, go someplace safe, then call for help. Make sure it’s someone you trust. Do you understand?”
“I…I think so,” Karen stammered. Tears had begun to stream down her eyes.
“Hey,” Tony said, exiting the car with the tripod. “I’m just playing a hunch right now. It could turn out that everything will be OK.”
He knew even before he entered the house that he was lying.

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