"Are you done?" asked Vanity Plait, hugging herself with one arm and listening to her phone with the other thing. "Damn roaming charges, and I can't even hear." She punched the buttons of her phone *88.
  "Wait. This is when the police show up." Barry said walking over to the railing she sat on.
  "What police?"
  "For Doug."
  "You mean that guy?"