A few days passed, a knock on the door echoed through the house, Sandman jumped up, out of the chair. ‘Who is it?
Kaleen looked out of the window, a man dressed in a baggy sweat shirt and baggy tee-shirt with dark hair. ‘It’s Mark.’
‘Get rid of him.’ Sandman snapped.
‘What shall I say?’
‘Anything.’ He said, grabbing her kissing her quickly. ‘Just don’t tell him I’m here okay! If he tries anything I’ll kill him got it!’
‘Okay.’
He moved away, Kaleen left the room shutting the door behind her. She went into the hall. Took a deep breath and opened the door. ‘Mark what are you doing here?’ she said nervously.
‘I thought I’d see how you were.’
‘What for?’
‘It’s Sandman he’s out of prison.’ He said all in one sentence without taking a breath.
‘I know, the police were round a few
