DESMOND'S APARTMENT

POV DESMOND

The evening after Nathaniel had come over, I called my uncle to set up a time to speak. He was the main key holder for the house in Maine. I didn't need his permission but I did have to create a setup so he wouldn't come up there himself. The snow had gotten worse over the day, so I called Nigel to drive me.

I walked out of my building's main entrance and was greeted by flurries of snow. I pulled my scarf tighter over my face and waved at ...