Chapter 11
After Mr. Trevor went upstairs, I turned back to see only Brianna still in the kitchen with me.
"Where's Sophie?" I asked. "Did she go back out to that cellar?"
I couldn't imagine why she'd want to do that. Cellars that lurked under houses, only accessible by a door that didn't connect to the house, had to be nasty, spider-filled nightmares. That was why they called them cellars and not basements.
"I don't think so," Brianna said absentmindedly. "They asked us not to go into the backyard since it's a crime scene."
"Did she go upstairs then?" I asked.
"Don't know," Brianna said, her mind even further away from me. "I need to check some things…"
She trailed off, getting up from the table and heading up the back stairs. I rinsed her mug and my own and set them on the rack th
