evening review
John devoted his evenings to watching the video in search of hints. His laptop was open as he sat at the kitchen table, listening back hours’ worth of recordings. He sipped cold coffee and murmured, “Nothing unusual yet.” Emily took a quick look over his shoulder. “Any luck?” She inquired. John gave a headshake. “Just the usual,” he said, his voice growing irritated. He was uneasy about the absence of hard proof, but he wasn’t ready to give up.
Evening Review
Max’s agitation
John saw Max getting upset at the basement door one evening. With his eyes full of agitation, the normally placid Doberman was clawing and whimpering at the doorframe. “What is it, boy?” John leaned down to console him and asked. Max, however, refused to be comforted. John was left perplexed and a little concerned as he kept pawing the door, perhaps in a desperate attempt to reach the other side.
Max’s Agitation
