“Persephone said, “What an unpleasant young man.”Calla let the curtains drift shut. She remarked, “I got his license plate number.”“I hope he never finds what he’s looking for,” Maura said.Retrieving her two cards from the table, Persephone said, a little regretfully, “He’s trying awfully hard. I rather think he’ll find something.”Maura whirled toward Blue. “Blue, if you ever see that man again, you just walk the other way.”“No,” Calla corrected. “Kick him in the nuts. Then run the other way.”