Free INTRUSION (Whitney Holmes Series) by Elaine Babich Page A

telling stories about their day. I ordered a hamburger and fries and it was delicious, I realized it was the first food I had eaten all day.
    I decided to stop taking the pain pills or if I needed something, to just take regular Tylenol. I wanted to be normal again.
    We drove home and we were dismayed to see our house had been egged. There were about a hundred eggs thrown at the house. It was a huge mess. No adult would do such a thing. This was definitely a teen boy. Short of questioning every teenage boy I had ever known, I was out of answers and out of patience.
     
     
     
    CHAPTER SEVEN
     
     
    My dad was really upset because it had cost thousands of dollars to paint the exterior of the house last summer. He got the pressure-washing hose out and started hosing off and scrubbing the house with the pressure washer, which had a brush.
    The rest of us swept the water off the sidewalks and into the grass with big push brooms. Mom immediately picked up all the eggshells so Gretchen wouldn’t eat any. There were dozens, maybe even a hundred. I wondered if we went to the grocery store and asked if they saw anyone buy about ten dozen eggs if they would remember what the guy looked like. Then, I ditched that idea because, if he was clever, which I suspected he was, since he was so hard to catch, that he bought a couple of cartons of eggs at each of five different stores.
    I kept getting the feeling that someone was watching me and I would turn around fast to catch them, but there would not be anyone there.
    My dad saw me looking around and shouted, very loud, “Leave us alone! Do you hear me? Leave us alone!”
    Gretchen barked at my dad because he was shouting and I put her in the house, as they got each other going pretty good.
    After we cleaned up the egg mess, as best as we could, we went into the house.
    “Do you report it to the police if we get egged?” Jacob wanted to know.
    “ No, stupid,” Jordan said. “We just cleaned up the evidence.”
    I wanted to report it, but I think the police were getting tired of us.
    “I think we will let this one go,” my father said.
    I could not believe that the stalker really did this. Why would he give flowers one day and egg my house the next? It was almost like he knew my dad took the flowers to the police.
    I went in the house and then the back yard, looking for Gretchen. Her hair was sticking straight up and she seemed nervous. I guess she could hear what was going on in the front yard. I am surprised her barking didn’t alert people. Maybe she didn’t bark.
    That was when I saw the huge raw steak in the yard. Thank goodness she didn’t eat it. It might have poison in it. I yelled for my dad to come to the back yard. He ran to me and I told him about the steak. He said he was definitely going to take that to the police.
    He got a BBQ fork and picked it up and put it in a baggy. He said it was too late to go to the police tonight so he put it into the vegetable drawer in the refrigerator.
    I got the chills really bad, I still didn’t feel well from my  operation, and now all this was happening.
    We were so lucky that Gretchen didn’t eat that raw meat. I went and laid down on my bed because I had a headache and my neck hurt. My mom came in and sat by my bed.
    “ Honey, do you have any idea who is tormenting us like this?” she asked.
    “ I have no idea,” I said.
    “ I just wondered if you have seen anyone creepy watching you at school,” she asked.
    “ I would have told you,” I said.
    “ I know,” she said, “I just keep thinking this person must know us or live nearby or something,” she said.
    “ I don’t know anyone who would want to kill my dog,” I said, and then I burst into tears.
    “ Aw, honey, your emotions are all messed up,” she said.
    “ Mom, do you think you could change my bandage? My neck is hurting,” I said sniffling.
    “ Of course,” she said going into nurse mode.
    She got some bandages and tape out of the cupboard and she also