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I giggled, pointing to the chair “He’s not up there, he’s sitting on the chair—and yes, all Hannah kneere lies, so we have no way of identifying him”

Zach rolled his eyes “Oh for fuck’s sake” He looked at the chair without bothering to repeat the question “What are you thinking, bud?”

“I think we should rule out Tess’s theory Even though I suspect we’re on the right track here, we have to be sure—for all our sakes—that every other possibility is ruled out”

He cannot be suggesting…

I searched his gaze, the deter “Please tell ?”

Kipp grinned “That’s right, sugar lips! We’re going back to the scene of the crime”

In no time, ere back on the road, despite my continuous protests of how insane the idea hich they both flatly ignored

After a short drive while the early evening settled in, we approached a alow on a tree-lined street—completely dull, without any warmth and plainer than a home built by Mennonites “This is a safe house?”

“What did you expect?” Zach scooted out of the truck and glanced over the hood at me “Luxury?”

I followed Zach up the steps, looking around at all the creepy-crawlies that made the front porch their ho that would be worth living in This shithole isn’t suitable for a stray dog, let alone people If soht me here, I’d be pissed”

“They’re put here for protection” Kipp looked at me sternly “Not for a vacation”

“They’re—” Zach said

I raisedto hear a repeat, since as of late I’d suffered a world of that “Already heard it”

Zach grinned before he opened the screen door He bent down, co closer to the security panel next to the door handle After he entered in the four-digit code, the door beeped and opened He stepped through and flicked the lights on

I followed hi secure”