Some were over 6 feet. I wandered around for quite some time.They had a series of concrete huts with verandas, over which they sat and sold their fish... As I was coming to the end of the line, there was a 6-foot man of about 50 odd years. His chest was filled with hair which gradually thinned over his abs. But he was a very burly man.Any man would think twice before fighting that guy. He looked like a miniature black hulk. I was very stunned to see him. My nipples immediately tightened. What a. They both looked from me to the hand they were holding. Instantly, my fingertips changed with the appearance of one inch claws. Sharp claws. Sylvia dropped my hand, her hands went to her mouth. She backed away, her face draining of color. She turned, walking deliberately to the stairs. I called out to her but her reaction was telling. Her raised her hands to stop me and she continued up the stairs. I sank to the floor on my knees, my shoulders sagged, my chin on my chest.Adrian knelt next me,. Johnson," Anna said, "I'm Anna from the babysitting agency. I'm here to baby-sit your daughter." I'm sorry," he said, "but you have the wrong address. I didn't call for any babysitter. And I don't have a daughter." Isn't this 2220 Middle Grove Road?" she asked."Yes, it is," he said."And you are Mr. Johnson, right?" Yes, I'm Steven Johnson"."Then this must be the right place." Look, Miss. I'm a single man and I don't have any children. I'm afraid you've got your information all wrong." I didn't. She started laughing at him. He didn’t mean it to happen. He just pushed her to get her away from him, but she stumbled and fell overboard. He could still remember the moonlight reflecting off her pale skin as she tumbled over the low railing and fell into the water.He didn’t know that she couldn’t swim. If he had, perhaps he would have moved more quickly to save her. He could have saved her, had he but known. He always told himself– as he had told the authorities– that he had tried to save.