They stopped long enough to retrieve the rest of Fresco's things. Medley didn't say a word about having the kids relocate, but he was okay with that. She was on his side again at last. One step at a time.

In his haste, he missed the detail she didn't. When he came back through the kitchen with his stuffed backpack he jerked to a standstill at the look on her face.

She stood at the open basement door.

They went down together. A small pile of shredded duct tape was ...