<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/WW6x8.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:  Elizabeth Goetz<br/><strong>Time</strong>:  Saturday Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Goetz House<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:  Vivian<br/><br/>When they made the corner onto Elizabeth's street, she suddenly clutched Vivian's arm.<strong>"Stop!"</strong><br/><br/>Two police cars sat in front of her house, looking out of place in the very upscale neighborhood.  The front porch lights were on and many of the interior lights in the house as well.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh, snails,"</strong>she said softly.<strong>"Snails, snails, snails,"</strong>Elizabeth cursed.<strong>"How did he, they, find out?  Vivvy, you have to go."</strong>Elizabeth unbuckled the belt and half-slid, half-fell out of the high seat of the Jeep.