Vincent stood at his front door, looking a bit stumped upon what to do. He had never gotten his keys or wallet back when he’d been rescued and now he was locked out of his own house. Lucas and Bonnie were driving around trying to find a parking spot close enough to the house, as some jerk had decided to use Vincent’s driveway for their own car. He’d have been mad if he wasn’t so tired and frustrated at his inability to get into his own house.

He was standing there looking ...