Go in through the window
From Create Your Own Story
Melanie crawls in first, and you not far behind her. You shut the window behind you and lock the door. You're in the front den of their home, and from the looks of things, most of the west side of the house is now cut off by the front end of your car jutting into the living room.
Mrs. Park is a demure woman. Barely five feet tall, not especially pretty. She has a mousy look to her that makes her look many years older than she is. In fact, you don't even know how old she is. She could be thirty, she could be sixty. She was ringing her hands endless, and staring at your car.
"I'm sorry about that," you say. "We had to stop those two men any way we could."
She nods slowly. "Larry was at the door when you rammed it. He's under your car."
Larry. Her poor husband Larry.
