Darkness had fallen as twilight came and went. Vivian was reading a home-and-garden magazine when the phone rang.
“Hello,” she answered promptly.
“How dare you humiliate me,” Christine said in a deathly ice-cold voice. “You called the cops on me, you bleedin’ stoolie. Do you know what happens to stoolies, you dumb bitch? You just wait, old girl. Better yet, no need for you to wait since I won’t be waiting.”
Vivian heard the click on the other end as Christine hung up.