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Chapter 6-1
Chapter 6“What was it like growing up without any brothers or sisters?” Andy glanced at Sean after he’d asked the question out of the blue as they walked up to Tony Castro’s apartment building the next afternoon. Tony lived in one of the older areas of Haydon Cliff, about two or three blocks from Haydon Cliff City Park. The apartments had been built in the fifties. Prior to that, the land had been citrus fields. Andy shrugged. “Normal. For me, anyway. Having not had them, I didn’t miss them, you know? And my parents spoiled me.” Sean grinned. “Obviously.” He resisted the eye roll, but barely. They stomped up the stairs to the third floor of Tony’s building. His apartment was number three-oh-two. Since they were about to knock on the door of one of their victims’ relatives, Andy didn
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