Roman crossed the room and dropped to a crouch beside him as Marcus pulled out the bottom drawer of a narrow dresser. Inside were folded envelopes, some creased from being opened and closed too many times.

Roman exhaled. “So he wasn’t lying.”

Marcus lifted one envelope carefully. “They’re all addressed the same way. No return address.”

Roman took it from him and opened it.

The message inside was typed.

WATCH. LISTEN. DO NOT BE SEEN.

Another letter followed.

REPORT ALL ...