When daylight broke, he was there.
“Who the hell are you?”
“I worked up at the laboratory on the hill.” Was the calm reply.
The two stood silently for a moment, unsure of what to do next.
“How did you find us?”
Before he had a chance to reply, she walked into the dining room. The sun was still sitting at a low angle and flooding the room with mellow light. It was obvious that something needed to be said to resolve the situation.
Whose side am I on, she thought.
“What’s going on here,” she said looking for direction.