Victoria stood in front of the porch windows watching Derrick
hard at work in the garden. Anything to keep himself busy after the brush with
death the two experienced a few nights ago. Victoria had been on pins and
needles since she felt the invisible hand around her throat growing tighter and
tighter making it impossible for her to breathe. And Loretta and Derrick were
doing all they could to figure out who was behind the attack at the fairgrounds
and why.
