She stood there frozen, like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. I think her mind was trying to process all the possibilities. I figured I'd save her some brain work.
"Look, I'm not going to hurt you, ma'am. I just want to ask you a few questions."
She shook her head, "I can't...I can't be seen talking to you."
I nodded, "Then perhaps we should go inside."
She looked apprehensive, but agreed to have me come up to her apartment. I was quite sure she had a gun up there or she wouldn't be so obliging...