“Yes. He had a leather case in his hand.”
“Then it was my father!” Penny cried. “How badly was he hurt?”
“Oh, he could walk all right,” the boy replied. “He seemed kinda dazed though.”
Greatly relieved to learn that her father had escaped serious injury, Penny sought more information. The boy who had witnessed the accident, told her that the car which had caused the smash-up, was a blue sedan.
“Two men were in it,” he revealed. “They started to go around your father’s car and crowded him toward the curb. Next thing I saw, he’d plowed into the lamp post.”
“The other car didn’t stop?”
“I’ll say it didn’t! You should have seen ’em go!”
“Didn’t you notice the license number?” Penny asked hopefully.
The boy shook his head.
Having learned all she could from him, Penny questioned other persons. Only one woman in the crowd was able to provide additional information. Her eye-witness account differed slightly from the boy’s, but she confirmed that a middle-aged woman in a black coupe had taken the accident victim to a hospital.