When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend. -William Blake
The house is quiet, except for a few minor repairs that Paul and the other men attend to.
I've pulled a few of the decorative pillows off the couch, using them to prop myself up in the lounge chair. The ottoman now serves as a table. Reaching over, I grab my laptop and log into my personal email account before working on my school stuff.
There are several emails from Quinn asking how things are going in New Mexico. Knowing her, she's come up with all kinds of crazy thoughts. So, I type a response to her questions. The grandfather clock in the room chimes eight times.
I head to the base of the stairs and call up to Maria, "Hey, do you know where Drake is?"
"He's not back yet
