Chapter 75

It had been four days since Goldman had returned to Arizona, and he was a wreck. He had gone to Patty’s house as soon as he got back into town. Her car hadn’t been home. Goldman had gone back that evening, and her car was still gone.

Monday and Tuesday, Goldman had gone to her house, again. Patty was home, but she wouldn’t come to the door. He had pleaded for her to let him in. She wouldn’t. Patty wouldn’t even give him a verbal response. The only response Goldman had gotten was Rufus barking when he had rung the doorbell and yelled at the door.

This morning he had gone to her house - again. The same process was repeated. The only one that wanted anything to do with him was Rufus – barking his head off that a visitor was at the door. Goldman had done one thing differently. He had yelled at the door that he wasn’t going anywhere until she let him in. He had hung out in Patty’s yard for an hour and a half. Goldman would have stayed all day if that’s what it took. But, Williamson had cal