The Watchers Author:Van Siller I SAW IT CLEARLY, THE FIGURE OF A MAN IN A GRAY SUMMER SUIT, CROUCHING, FACE TURNED AWAY. I SAW BLOOD, AND THEN I DROPPED THE GUN AND SCREAMED. I kept on screaming, unable to believe my eyes. The figure moved and turned his head and I saw the eyes, gray and vicious, staring up at me. Now the man was on his feet, still staring at me with those aw... more »ful eyes, blood streaming down from his left temple. I stood there paralyzed, staring back, my screams dying in my throat. I was staring at my husband.« less