After we parked, a block from Seaver’s house, Trent and I moved silently down the alley, staying deep in the shadows. When we got to Seaver’s garage, Trent found a place beside the tree next to it where he could watch and listen without anyone seeing him. Then I walked to the back of the house. There was a light on in the window beside the back door, shining through the curtains. Peering around the corner of the house, I saw the same held true for a window at the side. I decided that one could have been a dining room or office or…well I’d find out when I got inside. No windows were lit on the other side of the house.
Returning to the back door, I knocked, bringing back memories of when I’d done that at Pender’s home. Here, the door stayed closed, thank God. I knocked again, harder.
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