By the third day, the predictability was maddening. The man left the house, bartended, and came home. He spent his mornings sleeping, and his afternoons working. There was no trace of the girl, no hint of where she might have gone—or if she had ever been there.
On the fourth night, something strange happened. Sebastian had been dozing off in his car when a movement caught his eye. A figure darted across the road toward the house. Startled, he checked the clock—3 a.m. His instincts flared, and he decided to investigate.