Staking outside the creep's house, we had followed him home.

"We should really call the police if you're sure this is the right guy," Jimmy suggested.

I was not waiting for the cops to take this sick freak into questioning or them obtaining a warrant to search his property when Hailey could very well be trapped inside there.

I had to get her out of there.

"No," I replied, continuing to watch the house, "he'll have to go somewhere eventually."