The lights were still on and Helene stepped out the front door wearing a cotton robe and slippers. “Any news?” she asked. Out of politeness, she asked Niwa in for coffee. “No thanks, Helene. We’ve got squad cars looking for Luke and Tanner. I’ve got to get some sleep.” Helene and Skelly watched until Niwa’s car was on the main highway. “I always told you they were no good,” Helene said. “Don’t start.” Skelly’s voice was low and cold. Without another word, he went into the house, grabbed a jacket from a rack inside the door and his car keys from the table. He pushed by Helene, back out the door. “Where you going?” She clutched her robe around her. “I’ve gotta talk to Connor.” Helene bit her lip and went into the house. She turned out the lights one by one as she made her way upstairs. Fifteen minutes later, Skelly banged on the door to Connor’s apartment.
