Jake Randolph in "The Eternal Night" Pt. 103

When we got outside Mr. Wells was loading his skis into the back of a Chevy Bel-Air Station Wagon.

I nodded as we walked by and he put his hand on my shoulder to stop me.

"Look," he said, "I know you jokers aren't with a magazine. I don't know if you work for Sperry or from those other lowlifes my daughter starting hanging around with and I don't care. Just stop bothering my wife and me."

"What lowlifes are you talking about?" I asked, a little taken aback.

"Just get the hell off my property," he said angrily...