He had come to visit discout ugg boots Kate in Nags Head. I think he’d come to watch her. It bothered him that he couldn’t have her, that he had been denied Kate McTiernan. He also knew how much Kate meant to me.
     Kyle was here, wasn’t he? Or he was coming.
     I had warned Kate, but on the drive down I called again and explicitly told her to get the hell out of Nags Head. I didn’t care how much karate she knew, or ugg boots for women how many black belts she had accumulated.  I was going to stay at her place. I thought that Kyle might be coming, too. I didn’t think he wanted to watch anymore. If he was coming here, he wanted to kill Kate.
     I took a deep breath as I finally drove into town. It all looked so familiar, serene and beautiful, like nothing bad should ever happen here.
     The worst is yet to uggs discount come, I kept thinking. That’s why he killed Zach and Liz Taylor first. He set up his pattern with them. The Taylors were just the beginning. A warning of things to come.
     I drove down a narrow, paved road that weaved its way alongside wind-blown sand dunes. I was looking for any sign of Kyle. Number 1021 was a two-story clapboard beach house directly across from the ocean. Very quaint and uggs discount stylish, very Kate McTiernan. If Kyle got to her, I would never forgive myself.
     A Scottish flag was flying above the rooftop, and that was pure McTiernan, too. As I had asked, her six-year-old Volvo was still parked in the driveway; the houselights were on, shining like beacons to guide me - and maybe Kyle as well.
     It made it look like somebody was home, and now somebody was.  Everything felt surreal uggs discount to me. My nervous system was spiking. My hairs were standing on end. I had a sixth sense that Kyle was nearby.  I just knew it, felt it in every inch of my body. Was he, though? Or was I just crazy? I wasn’t sure which outcome would be worse.  I drove my car inside the garage and pulled down the heavy wooden door. There was a cold spot at cheap uggs online the center of my chest. I was having difficulty catching a breath. Or thinking in a straight line.  Then I went inside Kate McTieman’s house. My sense of balance was off. I was listing to the right.
     The telephone started to ring.
     I pulled out my Glock and looked around the kitchen for Kyle. I didn’t see anything. Not yet.