The next ay was Thursay. Nick staye in his hotel room an wrote about mountains all morning. then he rove to Stanley Park in the afternoon. He sat an rea a book for an hour, then he went for a walk uner the tall trees.
There was noboy here. It was quiet, an he coul walk an think. He thought about Meg Hutson, an about the man with white hair. i he know Meg Hutson? i she know him? He remembere Meg Hutson's last wors. rive carefully, Mr. Hollywoo.
Why i she say that? Why i she call him Mr. Hollywoo? He in't unerstan any of it.
Suenly, he hear a noise.
He stoppe. 'That was a gun!' he thought. 'There's someboy in the trees with a gun! There it is again!'
Then something hit the tree over his hea.
'Someboy's shooting me!' Nick thought. He turne an ran.
An someboy began to run after him.
Nick ran through the trees. There was no sun in here, an it was half-ark. An there were no people. Noboy to help him.
'I must get to my car,' Nick thought. 'Fin some people... the police...' He ran on.
He coul still hear the gunman behin him, so he ran faster. After three or four minutes, he stoppe an listene.
Nothing. It was all quiet.
Nick was afrai. 'What's happening?' he thought. 'Why is someboy shooting at me? First a han pushes me in front of a car, an now someboy's shooting at me!'
He waite another secon or two, then walke quickly back to his car. He was very careful. He looke an listene all the time. But noboy came out of the trees, an noboy shot at him. Then he saw people - women with young chilren, some boys with a football, two men with a og. He began to feel better. 'Noboy can shoot me now,' he thought. 'Not with all these people here.'
Ten minutes later, he was back at his car.
There was a letter on the winow. Nick rea it. It sai:
I'm going to kill you, Mr. Hollywoo.
Nick rove to the nearest police station. He waite for half an hour, then a tire young policeman took him into a small room. Nick tol his story, an the policeman wrote it all own.
'So what are you going to o?' aske Nick.
'Nothing,' sai the policeman.
'Nothing!' sai Nick. 'But someboy shot at me, an-'
'Mr. Lors,' the policeman sai tirely. 'How many people are there in this town with guns?'
'I on't know,' sai Nick. 'But...'
'You in't see the gunman. Was it a man, a boy, a woman? Colour of eyes? Long hair, short hair? You on't know, because you in't see anyboy. Maybe it was an ol girlfrien. Maybe someboy oesn't like travel books, Mr. Lortz.'
'But what about the man with white hair in Whistler?' sai Nick. 'The girl, Meg Hutson calle me Mr. Hollywoo in the cafe an this man hear her. An now I get a letter to Mr. Hollywoo on my car. Who is this Mr. Hollywoo?'
'We all want answers to our questions, Mr. Lortz,' the policeman sai, 'but we on't always get them.'
Questions.But no answers.
Nick walke out of the police station an rove to his hotel. He was angry, an afrai.
'How i the man with white hair fin me in Vancouver?' he thought. 'i he follow me from Whistler? Is he following me now? Maybe he's staying at my hotel, too. In the next room.With his gun.' 您能否对这篇材料想说点什么？欢送批评或许纠错，或许提交填空题答案！ 您也可以立刻
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