goodbye,mrhollywood书虫,别了,好莱坞先生

MysterygirlItallbeganonabeautifulspringmorninginavillagecalledWhistler,inCanada--aprettylittlevillageinthemountainsofBritishColumbia.■'??Therewasacaf?inthevillage,withtablesoutside,andatoneofthesetablessatayoungman.Hefinishedhisbreakfast,drankhiscoffee,lookedupintothebluesky,andfeltthewarmsunonhisface.NickLortzwasahappyman.J|Ili11I!II-??Thewaitercameuptohistable.'Morecoffee?'heasked.j*iLy/i.I1「〜〜二b「1\\Jy??'Yeah.Great,'saidNick.Hegavethewaiterhiscoffeecup.>"JJ_1??Thewaiterlookedatthecameraonthetable.'Onvacation?'hesaid.'Whereareyoufrom?'??'SanFrancisco,'Nicksaid.Helaughed.'ButI'mnotonvacation--I'mworking.I'matravelwriter,andI'mdoingabookonmountainsinNorthAmerica.I'vegotsomegreatpicturesofyourmountain.'??ThetwomenlookedupatWhistlerMountainbehindthevillage.Itlookedverybeautifulinthemorningsun.??'Doyoutravelalot,then?'askedthewaiter.??'Allthetime,'Nicksaid.'Iwritebooks,andIwritefortravelmagazines.Iwriteabouteverything-differentcountries,towns,villages,rivers,mountains,people...'??ThewaiterlookedoverNick'shead.'There'sagirlacrossthestreet,'hesaid.'Doyouknowher?'???Nickturnedhisheadandlooked.'No,ldon't.'??'Well,sheknowsyou,Ithink,'thewaitersaid.'She'swatchingyouverycarefully.'HegaveNickasmile.'Haveaniceday!'Hewentaway,backintothecaf???Nicklookedatthegirlacrossthestreet.Shewasabouttwenty-five,andshewasverypretty.'Sheiswatchingme,'Nickthought.Thenthegirlturnedandlookedinoneoftheshopwindows.Afterasecondortwo,shelookedbackatNickagain.??Nickwatchedher.'Shelooksworried,'hethought.'What'sshedoing?Isshewaitingforsomebody?'??Suddenly,thegirlsmiled.Thenshewalkedacrossthestreet,cameuptoNick'stable,andsatdown.Sheputherbagdownonthetable.Thebagwashalf-open.??'Hi,I'mJan，‘shesaid.'Doyourememberme?WemetatapartyinToronto.'??'Hi,Jan,'saidNick.Hesmiled.l'mNick.Butwedidn'tmeetatapartyinToronto.Idon'tgotopartiesveryoften,andneverinToronto.'??'Oh,'thegirlsaid.Butshedidn'tgetupormoveaway.??'Havesomecoffee,'saidNick.ThestoryaboutthepartyinTorontowasn'ttrue,butitwasabeautifulmorning,andshewasaprettygirl.'MaybeitwasapartyinMontr閍I.OrNewYork.'??Thegirllaughed.'OK.Maybeitwas.Andyes,I'dlovesomecoffee.'??Whenshehadhercoffee,Nickasked,'WhatareyoudoinginWhistler?Ordoyoulivehere?'%V|I??'Ohno,'shesaid.Tmjust,er,justtravellingthrough.Andwhatareyoudoinghere?'??"l'matravelwriter,'Nicksaid,'andI'mwritingabookaboutfamousmountains.'??'That'sinteresting,'shesaid.Butherfacewasworried,notinterested,andshelookedacrosstheroadagain.:.h；/；'/??Amanwithveryshort,whitehairwalkedacrosstheroad.Hewasaboutsixtyyearsold,andhewastallandthin.Thegirlwatchedhim.I//??'Areyouwaitingforsomeone?'askedNick.??'No,'shesaidquickly.Thensheasked,'Whereareyougoingnext,Nick?'??'ToVancouver,forthreeorfourdays,'hesaid.■-I；'；、|l??'Whenareyougoing?'sheasked.??'Laterthismorning,'hesaid.Therewasaletterinthetopofthegirl'shalf-openbag.Nickcouldseesomeofthewriting,andhereaditbecausehesawtheword'Vancouver'-...andwecanmeetattheEmpressHotel,Victoria,Vancouverlsland,onFridayafternoon…??'Soshe'sgoingtoVancouvertoo,'hethought.??Suddenlythegirlsaid,'Doyoulikemovies?'??'Movies?Yes,llovemovies,'hesaid.'Why?'??'Iknowaman,andhe--helovesmovies,andgoingtothecinema,'shesaidslowly.'Peoplecallhim"MrHollywood".'ShesmiledatNick.'CanIcallyou"MrHollywood"too?'??Nicklaughed.'OK',hesaid.'AndwhatcanIcallyou?'??Shesmiledagain.'CallmeMysteryGirl,'shesaid.'??'That'sagoodnameforyou,'saidNick.??Justthen,themanwithwhitehaircameintothecaf?HedidnotlookatNickorthegirl,buthesatatatablenearthem.Heaskedthewaiterforsomebreakfast,thenhebegantoreadamagazine.??Thegirllookedattheman,thenquicklylookedawayagain.??'Doyouknowhim?'Nickaskedher.??'No,'shesaid.Shefinishedhercoffeequicklyandgotup.'lmustgonow,'shesaid.??Nickstoodup,too.'Niceto-'hebegan.??Butthegirlsuddenlytookhisfacebetweenherhands,andkissedhimonthemouth.'Drivecarefully,MrHollywood.Goodbye'shesaid,withabig,beautifulsmile.Thensheturnedandwalkedquicklyaway.??Nicksatdownagainandwatchedher.Shewalkeddowntheroadandintoabighotel.??'Nowwhat,'thoughtNick,'wasthatallabout?'ThemanwithwhitehairwatchedNickandwaited.Afterfouroffiveminutes,Nickfinishedhiscoffee,tookhisbooksandhiscamera,andleftthecaf?Hiscarwasjustoutsidethegirl'shotel,andhewalkedslowlyalongthestreettoit.??Themanwithwhitehairwaitedasecond,thenquicklyfollowedNick.??Fromawindowhighupinthehotel,thegirllookeddownintotheroad.ShesawNick,andthemanwithwhitehairaboutfiftyyardsbehindhim.Nickgotintohiscar,andthemanwithwhitehairwalkedquicklytoaredcaracrossthestreet.FivesecondslaterNickdroveawayinhisbluecar,andtheredcarbegantofollowhim.??Whenthegirlsawthis,shesmiled,thenwenttoputsomethingsinhertravelbag.2AhandinthebackThatevening,inhishotelroominVancouver,NickcouldnotstopthinkingaboutthegirlintheWhistlercaf?Whydidshecomeandsitwithhim?Shedidn'tknowhim,andthatstoryaboutapartyinTorontowasn'ttrue.Andshewasworriedaboutsomething.Butwhat???Andthatkiss!Itwasnice,ofcourse,butwhydidshedoit?'Maybeshelikedmyface,'Nickthought.'Ormybrowneyes.ButI'mnotgoingtoseeheragain,soitdoesn'tmatter.Forgetit.'??Heputsomemoneyinhispocketandwentdownstairstothehotelrestaurant.Buttherewerenofreetables,sohewalkeddowntoGastownandfoundarestaurantthere.??Afterdinner,hewentforawalk.Vancouverwasafriendlycity,andNicklikedwalkingthroughGastownandChinatown,lookingintheshopsandwatchingthepeople.1twasnearlydarknow,anditwasabusytimeoftheevening.Therewerealotofcars,andalotofpeople.??Afteratime,Nickbegantowalkbacktohishotel.Hecametoabusystreet,andwaited,withasmallcrowdofpeople,togoacross.AtallwomaninabluedressstoodnexttohimSheturnedandsmiledathim.???'lt'sthefirstwarmeveningofspring,'shesaid.'It'snicetobeout,afterthelongcoldwinter.'??'Yeah,'saidNick.'lt'sgreat.lt's-'TOC\o"1-5"\h\z%J-s8"|I??Suddenly,therewasahandinhisback-andthehandpushedNickintotheroad.Nickfellonhisface,infrontofabiggreenear.HYPERLINK\l"bookmark2"\o"CurrentDocument"\*j//IIj\??Peoplescreamed.X八、7|I??Butthegreencarstopped,onlyinchesfromNick'shead.ThewomaninthebluedressranintotheroadandpulledNicktohisfeet.■、、r■I■v.??'AreyouOK?Whathappened?'shesaid.??ThedriverofthegreencarshoutedangrilyatNick,butNickdidnothearhim.??'Somebodypushedme,'hesaidtothewoman.'ldidn'tfall-somebodypushedme!'??卩ushedyou?'saidthewoman."Who?'ldidn'tseeanybody.'_P.,i；弋\i)??Nicklookedatthefacesofthepeoplenearhim,buthedidn'tknowthem.??Thenhesawaman'sback.Themanwastallandthin,andhadveryshortwhitehair.hewalkedquicklyawaydownthestreet,anddidnotlookback.??'Hey,you!'Nickshouted.'Wait!'\\\.\IL二二］??Butthemandidnotstop,andhewassoonlostinthecrowds.??'Didhepushyou?'askedthewomaninthebluedress.??'l...ldon'tknow,'Nicksaid.??'Doyouknowhim?'sheasked.??"ldon'tknowhisname,Nicksaid.'Butlknowthatshortwhitehair.Nowwheredidlseeitbefore?'??Thewomanbegantomoveaway.'lmustgethome,'shesaid.'AreyouOKnow?'??'Yeah,l'mOK.'Nicksaid.'Andthanks.Thanksforyourhelp.'??'That'sOK.'Thewomansmiled.'Becarefulnow!'???Backinhishotel,Nicksatonhisbedandthought.'ltwasanaccident.Nobodypushedme,itwasanaccident.Nobodywantstokillme.AndtherearehundredsofmeninVancouverwithwhitehair.'??ltwasoneo'clockinthemorning,butNickcouldn'tsleep.Helistenedtothecarsintheroad,andhelookedatthenightskythroughhishotelroomwindow.??Thenhesatatthetableandtriedtowritesomemoreofhisbookaboutmountains,buthecouldn'tthinkabouthiswork.Hegotbackintobed.??Therewerefouroffivemagazinesinthehotelroom.Theywerenotveryinteresting,butNicksatinbedandopenedone...andsawaphotoofMysteryGir「！%j1-V|I??Helookedatthepictureverycarefully.But,yes,itwasher!Jan,thegirlfromtheWhistlercaf???Shewasnexttoamanofaboutfiftyorfifty-five,andtheywereinthegardenofabig,expensivehouse.Theysmiledatthecamera,andtheylookedveryhappy./八\JII??Canadianmillionaire,HowardHutson,andhisdaughter,Meg,itsaidunderthepicture,attheirhomeinIl:Toronto.MegHutson!NotJan.NotMysteryGirl.MegHutson,thedaughterofamillionaire!Nickreaditagain.Lt\l|Whydidshecomeandsitwithmeinthecaf?atWhistler?'hethought.'Millionaires'daughtersdon'tsitwithstrangersincaf閟,andthengivethemabigkisswhentheyleave!Whydidshedoit?Whatdidshewant?'Hethoughtbacktothecaf?inWhistler,andthegirlnexttohimatthetable.Thenherememberedsomething.Herememberedamanatatableneartheminthecaf?Atallthinman,aboutsixtyyearsold.Amanwithveryshortwhitehair.Nickdidn'tsleepmuchthatnight.3AwalkintheparkThenextdaywasThursday.Nickstayedinhishotelroomandwroteaboutmountainsallmorning.thenhedrovetoStanleyParkintheafternoon.Hesatandreadabookforanhour,thenhewentforawalkunderthetalltrees.??Therewasnobodyhere.1twasquiet,andhecouldwalkandthink.HethoughtaboutMegHutson,andaboutthemanwithwhitehair.DidheknowMegHutson?Didsheknowhim?HerememberedMegHutson'slastwords.Drivecarefully,MrHollywood.??Whydidshesaythat?WhydidshecallhimMrHollywood?Hedidn'tunderstandanyofit.??Suddenly,heheardanoise.??Hestopped.'Thatwasagun!'hethought.'There'ssomebodyinthetreeswithagun!Thereitisagain!'??Thensomethinghitthetreeoverhishead.??'Somebody'sshootingme!'Nickthought.Heturnedandran.%hXjI??Andsomebodybegantorunafterhim.??Nickranthroughthetrees.Therewasnosuninhere,anditwashalf-dark.Andtherewerenopeople.Nobodytohelphim.??'lmustgettomycar,'Nickthought.'Findsomepeople...thepolice...'Heranon.:.h；/；'/??Hecouldstillhearthegunmanbehindhim,soheranfaster.Afterthreeorfourminutes,hestoppedandli.”•Istened.”X'>ZJ_1I??Nothing.Itwasallquiet.??Nickwasafraid.'What'shappening?'hethought.'Whyissomebodyshootingatme?Firstahandpushesmeinfrontofacar,andnowsomebody'sshootingatme!'??Hewaitedanothersecondortwo,thenwalkedquicklybacktohiscar.Hewasverycareful.Helookedandlistenedallthetime.Butnobodycameoutofthetrees,andnobodyshotathim.Thenhesawpeople-womenwithyoungchildren,someboyswithafootball,twomenwithadog.Hebegantofeelbetter.'Nobodycanshootmenow,'hethought.'Notwithallthesepeoplehere.'??Tenminuteslater,hewasbackathiscar.??Therewasaletteronthewindow.Nickreadit.ltsaid:??I'mgoingtokillyou,MrHollywood.Nickdrovetothenearestpolicestation.Hewaitedforhalfanhour,thenatiredyoungpolicemantookhimintoasmallroom.Nicktoldhisstory,andthepolicemanwroteitalldown.??'Sowhatareyougoingtodo?'askedNick.??'Nothing,'saidthepoliceman.??'Nothing!'saidNick.'Butsomebodyshotatme,and-'??'MrLords,'thepolicemansaidtiredly.'Howmanypeoplearethereinthistownwithguns?'??'ldon'tknow,'saidNick.'But...'??'Youdidn'tseethegunman.Wasitaman,aboy,awoman?Colourofeyes?Longhair,shorthair?Youdon'tknow,becauseyoudidn'tseeanybody.MaybeitwasanoIdgirlfriend.Maybesomebodydoesn'tliketravelbooks,MrLortz.'??'ButwhataboutthemanwithwhitehairinWhistler?'saidNick.'Thegirl,MegHutsoncalledmeMrHollywoodinthecaf?andthismanheardher.AndnowIgetalettertoMrHollywoodonmycar.WhoisthisMrHollywood?'??'Weallwantanswerstoourquestions,MrLortz,'thepolicemansaid,'butwedon'talwaysgetthem.'??Questions.Butnoanswers.%j1-V|I??Nickwalkedoutofthepolicestationanddrovetohishotel.Hewasangry,andafraid.??'HowdidthemanwithwhitehairfindmeinVancouver?'hethought.'DidhefollowmefromWhistler?lshefollowingmenow?Maybehe'sstayingatmyhotel,too.Inthenextroom.Withhisgun.'/八\JIIIIIIII■./*■'.Xi'llI'IlL'//4TOC\o"1-5"\h\z—.Ln;|I~!r11■v.L、7//\\!(ThemanwithwhitehairNickstoppedhiscarinfrontofthehotel.Helookedcarefullybeforehegotout,buttherewasnobodywithwhitehairnearthehotel.??Hehalf-ranthroughthehoteldoorsandwenttothedeskinside.??'I'mlookingforamanwithveryshortwhitehair,hesaidtothewomanbehindthedesk.'He'sstayinghere,Ithink.He'saboutsixtyyearsold,andhe'stallandthin.'\V\\x\JI??Thewomandidnotlookveryinterested.'Therearealotofvisitorsinthehotel,'shesaid.'Doyouknowhisname?'??'No,Idon't,'Nicksaid.'He's,er,afriendofafriend,yousee.HearrivedinVancouveryesterday,andImustfindhim.It'sveryimportant.Pleasehelpme!'??Thewomanlookedathim.'Therearethreehundredandfiftyroomsinthishotel,'shesaid,'andmaybethirtyorfortymenwithwhitehair.Howcanlrememberalltheirnames?'Sheturnedawaytoansweratelephonecall.??Nickwalkedawayfromthedesk.??'Adrink,'hethought.'Ineedadrink.'Hewentintothehotelbar,gotadrinkandsatdownatatable.??'SowhatdoIdonow?'hethought.??Andthenherememberedsomething.Aletterinthegirl'shalf-openbagintheWhistlercaf?5??...andwecanmeetattheEmpressHotel,Victoria,Vancouverlsland,onFridayafternoon...??AndtomorrowwasFriday.??TmgoingtoVictoria,onVancouverIsland!'hethought.'TotheEmpressHotel!'Nickhaddinnerinthehotelthatevening.Hefinishedeatingandgotupfromhistable...andsawthemanwithwhitehair.??Nickmovedquickly.Themanwasatthehoteldesk.Nickcouldseethewhiteheadabovetheotherheadsnearthedesk.??'Excuseme!'saidNick.Hepushedpastthepeopleinthehotelrestaurant.AsmallboyraninfrontofhimandNickranintohim.TheboyandNickfelldownonthefloor.Theboybegantocry.\*j//II\\j*.??'Hey!'saidawomanbehindNick.??'I'mverysorry!'saidNick.Hegotupandhelpedtheboytohisfeet.'AreyouOK?'heaskedtheboy.Il'/:l//??'Bemorecarefulnexttime,'saidthewoman..vxI/j；r*|八虽bf7//\li|??Nickmovedawayquickly,butwhenhelookedbackatthehoteldesk,hecouldn'tseethemanwithwhitehair.Hepushedthroughthecrowdofpeople.??'Thatman!'heshoutedatthewomanbehindthedesk.'Thatmanwithshortwhitehair.Wheredidhego?'??ThewomanlookedatNick.'MrVickers?'shesaid.'ldon'tknow.'■-I；'；、|l??'Vickers?lsthathisname?'saidNick.'What'shisroomnumber?'??Tmsorry,lcan'ttellyouthat,'thewomansaid.??'ButIneedto-'beganNick.\\\'\\JI??Thewomanturnedawaytoanswerthetelephone.??Afterasecondortwo,Nickwentupstairstohisroom.??'Vickers,'hethought.'DoesMegHutsonknowMrVickers?Ineedsomeanswers,andlneedthemquickly!'VancouverIslandTsawwassenwasabouttwenty-threemilessouthofVancouver.Nickdrovethereinhiscarthenextmorningfortheoneo'clockferrytoVancouverlsland.Everyfiveminutes,helookedbehindhim.Theroadwasbusy-blackcars,whitecars,redcars,greencars.MaybeVickerswasinoneofthem.??AtTsawwassenNickdrovehiscarontotheferry.Therewerealotofcarsandcrowdsofpeople.Nickgotoutofhiscarandwalkedupanddowntheship.Helookedforamanwithwhitehairbuthedidn'tseeone.??SoontheferrybegantomoveandNickfeltbetter.Hefoundtheferryrestaurantandgotsomethingtoeat.Morepeoplecamein.Nicklookedatthefacesofalltheoldermen.Somehadhatson.sohelookedforsomebodytallandthin,buttherewasnobody.??'Maybehe'snotontheferry,'Nickthought.'Maybehe'sbackinVancouver.'??Later,Nickwalkedaroundtheshipagain.Once,hethoughthesawthemanwithwhitehairinthecrowdsi',buthecouldnotbesure.??NinetyminutesafterleavingTsawwassen,theferryarrivedatSwartzBayonVancouverIsland,andNickwentbackdowntohiscar.zZ-,/八\JIIII,??SwartzBaywastwentymilesnorthofVictoria.Nickdrovequickly,andagain,lookedbehindhimeveryfourorfiveminutes.Once,hesawaredcarabouttwohundredyardsbehindhim.”"jJnIILf7II??'DidlseethatcarontheroadfromVancouvertoTsawwassen?'hethought.??Hedrovemoreslowly,buttheredcarstillstayedtwohundredyardsbehindhim,andNickcouldn'tseethedriver'sfaceorhair.??SoonhewasinthebusystreetsofVictoria,andNickdidn'tseetheredcarbehindhimagain.??Victoriawasacityofgardensandbeautifuloldbuildings.NicklikedVictoriaverymuch,buttodayhewasn'tinterestedingardensorbuildings.??HefoundtheEmpressHotel,wentinsideandwalkedacrosstothedesk.??'Canlhelpyou?ayoungmanaskedNick.??'I'mmeetingafriendherethisafternoon,'saidNick.'MissHutson.'??'Hutson?'saidtheyoungman.'Waitaminute.'Hewentawayandcameback.'Sorry,butthere'snoMissHutsonstayinghere.'??Nicktooksomethingfromhispocket.ltwasthephotographofMegandherfather,fromthemagazine.'Thisisher,'hesaid.??Theyoungmanlookedatthepicture.'Oh,right.YoumeanHowardHutson'sdaughter,'hesaid.'She'snotstayinghere,butlsawhertenorfifteenminutesago.Shewaswithsomebody-aman.Heaskedmeaboutthetearoom.'??'Thetearoom?'saidNick.'Where'sthat?'Themanwithshortwhitehairwastired.Hecouldn'tsleepandhecouldn'teat.Hethoughtaboutonlyonething,allthetime.Hedroveandhewatched,andhewaitedandhefollowed.??WhenhedroveintoVictoria,thestreetswerebusy,andsuddenlyhelostthebluecarinfrontofhim.Angrily,hedrovearoundthecity,pastallthebighotels.'lmustfindhim,'hesaid.'lmustdoit.Today.'??ThenhesawtheEmpressHotel,andinthestreetoutsideit,abluecar.??Hedrovepastthehotel,lefthiscar,andranbackdownthestreet.Hewentacrosstheroadandwalkedpastethedownstairswindows.Therewasabigroomwithtablesandchairs,andalotofpeople.Helookedcarefullyatallthefaces.??'Theresheis!'hesaidsuddenly.%->■II??Thereweretwomenwiththegirl.Hecouldn'tseetheirfaces,onlythebacksoftheirheads,butoneofthemenwasinagreenshirt.\*1o//II\\\*1??'MrHollywood,'themansaid,andsmiled.'Goodbye,MrHollywood.'Peopleinthestreetturnedtolookathim,butthemandidnotseethem.“\\ii\；i/■J.■_\IIII1TOC\o"1-5"\h\zIl:'-/??Hewalkeduptothedoorsofthehotelandputahandintohispocket.1nside,thegunwascoldandhard.—\'i''"J11■I乂产/I"SJ>"JZf1./Sti厂）/■6AteapartyNicklookedthroughthedoorsofthetearoomintheEmpressHotel.???MegHutsonsatatablewithaman.Themanwasaboutthirty,ormaybeayearortwoyounger.Hewastall,andbrownfromthesun.Heworeawhiteshirt,whitetrousers,andwhiteshoes.HesaidsomethingtoMeg,andshelaughed.Shelookedveryhappy.??AwaitercameuptoNick.'Canlgetyousometea?'heasked.??'No,thanks',saidNick."l'mwiththetwopeopleoverthere.'AndhewalkedacrosstoMeg'stable.??'Hello,MysteryGirl,'saidNick.'Rememberme?WemetatWhistler.YournamewasJanthen.Butmaybetodayit'sMegHutson.'??MegHutsonlookedupathim.'Oh,'shesaid,andherfacewentred.??'Whoisthis,Meg?'askedtheman.??'ThisisNick,'saidMeg.'He'sawriter.Nick,thisisCraigWinters.'??'SometimescalledMrHollywood?saidNick.??'Maybe.Buthowdidyouknowthat?'askedCraigWinters.??'lguessed',saidNick.'Andlthinkl'mbeginningtounderstand.Canlaskyouaquestion,MrWinters?Doessomebodywanttokillyou?'??CraigWinters'facewentwhite.'Killme?'??'Whatareyoutalkingabout?'askedMeg.??Beforeltellyou,answerthisquestion,please,'saidNick.'YoucalledmeMrHollywoodinWhistler.Andyouwantedthemanatthenexttable,themanwithwhitehair,tohearyou.lsthatright?'??MegHutsondidnotansweratfirst.Thenshesaidquietly,'Yes'.%hX]I??'Why?'askedNick.??'lwantedhimtofollowyou,andnotme.'??'Why?'Nickaskedagain.JiIli11Ih丨；??'lthinkhe'sadetective,'saidMeg.'Andlthinkhe'sworkingformyfather.lsawhimsoonafterlleftToronto.Hefollowedme.'MegputherhandonCraigWinters'arm.•I7I|??'Myfatherdoesn'tlikeCraig.Amonthago,hetoldmenottoseeCraigagain.l'mnothappy,andheknowsthat.lthinkheguessedthatl'mmeetingCraig.AndnowhewantstofindCraigandstophimseeingme.'??'Stophim?'saidNick.'Orkillhim???'No!'MegHutsonsaid.'Daddydoesn't--'■-I；'；、|l??'ThemanwithwhitehairpushedmeinfrontofacarinVancouver,'Nicktoldher.'AndheshotatmeinStanlyPark.??'What!'saidMeg.??'Tell--tellmeaboutthismanwithwhitehair,'Winterssaidsuddenly.??Nicklookedathim.'He'saboutsixty,andhe'stallandthin,'hesaid.??'Doyouknowhisname?'askedWinters.??'Vickers,'saidNick.??CraigWinterssuddenlylookedill.'Didhe--didhefollowyoutoVictoria?Didhefollowyouhere?'??'ldon'tknow,'saidNick.HewatchedWinters.'You'reafraidofhim.Why?WhydoesthismanVickerswanttokillyou,Winters?'??BeforeCraigWinterscouldanswer,Meg'sfacewentwhite.'Oh,no!'shesaid.'Look!Lookoverthere,bythedoor!'??NickandCraigWintersturnedtolook.Atthedoorofthetearoomstoodthemanwithwhitehair.Helookedupanddowntheroom,andthenhesawthem,andbegantowalkacrosstotheirtable.Hishandwasinhispocket.??Forasecondortwothethreepeopleatthetabledidnotmove.ThenCraigWintersjumpedtohisfeet.'That'sMrHollywood!'hescreamed.'Thatmanthere!'AndhepointedatNick.??Theman'shandcameoutofhispocket-withagun.'ThisisforAnna!'heshouted.??Nickmovedveryfast.Theteatablewentover,andNickwasdownonthefloorinasecond.Theshotwentoverhishead,andMegscreamed.AtthesametimeCraigWintersshoutedoutandputahandonhisarm.Therewasbloodonhiswhiteshirt.Thenmorepeoplebegantoscream,andtwowaiterspulledthemanwithwhitehairdownontothefloor.%V|II'??'Getthepolice!'somebodyshouted.7Atthepolicestationltwas7.30p.m.NickandMegwereinaroomatthepolicestation.ThemancalledVickerswasinadifferentroom,withthreedetectives.Therewasadoctorwithhimtoo.CraigWinterswasatthehospital.f"■I■vJ??Thedooropenedandadetectivecameinwithtwocupsofcoffee.Heputthemdownonthetable,andturnedtogooutagain.??'DetectiveEdmonds,'Megsaid,'didthehospitalcall?lsCraiggoingtobeallright?'??'Winters?'DetectiveEdmondssaid.'Yes,he'sgoingtobeOK.'??'Canlcallthehospitalnow?'askedMeg.??Tdlikeyoutowait,'saidEdmonds.'DetectiveKeatisgoingtobehereinaminute.He'sjustcomingfromtheairportand--'Helookedthroughtheopendoor.'Ah,hereheisnow.'??Aseconddetectivecameintotheroom,andbehindhimwasatallmanwithdarkhair.??Megstoodupquickly.'Daddy!'shecried.'Whatareyoudoinghere?'??'Thepolicecalledme,'saidHowardHutson,'andlflewhereatonce.DetectiveKeatmetmeattheairport.Now,sitdown,Meg.Iwantyoutolistentome.'HedidnotlookatNick.??Me