Whitney Lopez watched from her window as the situation unfolded. Something had happened to Bill Holloway, which was a shame because he cut a handsome figure. He’d been sent off in an ambulance and, tellingly, his wife Deb had been left behind. Interesting. A police Officer that was more muscle than man had arrived and was filing some kind of report. George King came out to see what was happening under the guise of walking Winston the Dog, and Jeannine Smith had hobbled out with a black garbage bag to get a closer look at the action. Whitney was content watching from her window. Molly Olsen had come out next, probably there to enforce some esoteric rule against community gatherings past eight o’clock on Thursdays, or maybe she was getting down in the muck with th...

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