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Story: Deep as the Dead

“What did he look like?” she asked. She hadn’t looked forward to this meeting, and she desperately wanted it overnow.
Reisman shrugged. “Not that tall. Maybe this high.” He touched his shoulder. Alexa made a mental measurement. That would make the offender no more than five feet six inches, which contradicted the five feet eight inches two other witnesses had pegged himat.
“What color was hishair?”
“Blond, Ithink.”
She and Ethan exchanged a glance. “Thomas.” Alexis deliberately gentled her voice. “I don’t remember you wearingglasses.”
“Macular degeneration,” he admitted. “But that doesn’t mean I couldn’t see a man sitting not three feet away fromme.”
Depending on the progression of the disease, it could mean exactly that. “Did you see him get into acar?”
He shook his head definitely. “I walked him to the door and he thanked me for my time, and shared a Bible verse with me. And then I watched him walk away. He didn’t get into avehicle.”
“Which way did hego?”
In answer to Ethan’s question Reisman pointed east, but his gaze settled on Alexa. “He wanted to know all about you and I told him. Every bit. All your sins. Your willful lack of repentance.” His smile was sly. “I don’t believe he left here with a very good impression ofyou.”