"Nobody hurt, but the cat did all the shooting got away," Abe said
unhappily.
Jake said, and his voice was worried, "Isobel told me what happened. It
sounds insane."
They discussed it for a while and got exactly nowhere. Their
conversation was interrupted by a clicking at Homer Crawford's wrist. He
looked down at the tiny portable radio.
"Excuse me for a moment," he said to the others and went off a dozen
steps or so to the side.
They looked after him.