She hears it a second before I do.
The gasp that comes out of her makes her breath catch in her throat.
Her eyes well up with tears, and I wonder what’s going on.
“Oh my God,” she whispers, pushing open every door and looking into the rooms.
They’re empty.
“There has to be a basement, or something like that,” I tell Owen.
“If there is, the door could be outside,” Jay suggests.
Robin lets go of my hand and goes to the back door.
I follow as she steps outside, looking around frantically.
Jay comes out after me and checks the left side as I follow Robin to check to the right.
I watch as Robin finds the door.
It won’t open, so I guess it’s locked.
She looks back at me, shock in her expression.
The sound of a woman singing is so much clearer out here.
I don’t think I need to worry about being arrested anymore.
This guy has a woman captive in his basement.
Chapter One Hundred-Forty-Two
Robin
Hearing my mother’s favorite song to sing to me echoing softly through Barrister’s house was like hearing a ghost. Finding out he has a basement, and hearing it even more clearly, I know for sure my mom isn’t dead. She never was. She’s been here, this whole time.
My eyes fill with tears as I look at the door.
I’m halfway afraid that opening it will make her go away.
What if I didn’t really hear what I thought I did?
What if Owen heard something different?
Maybe I’m imagining all of this.
“If you move to the side, I should be able to get it open.”
Falcon puts an arm around me and walks me a couple of steps away from the door.
“Or you could use the key,” Owen says, appearing with a ring of them. “I got them from Barrister. The detective is putting him in the back of her car right now. I’m gonna drive back with her. You know, just in case she gets possessed again.”
“I’ll give Jay my car keys.”
He leaves, and Falcon takes the keys to the door.
He tries a few before he finds the right one.
