27: Mystery Girl

Trevor Brown throws the picture frame on the floor.

For hours, he's been searching the basement of their home for clues. He knows he's seen the girl who works for the Kellers somewhere. Her face, he wouldn't forget it. He's pretty sure he's seen her somewhere, though he has no idea where.

There are boxes everywhere from when they packed everything away to make 'space'. They emptied out all the backrooms where their other employees used to stay, and some of the rooms upstairs. Danny's idea. Their home became some kind of military base, and they needed all the room they could get.

Malcolm appears at the doorway and starts descending the rickety stairs with a cackle. Trevor grits his teeth. For days, no one's been giving him a break. Everyone's busting his balls about the 'mystery girl' as they dubbed her.

"Was she your girlfriend?"

"Who knows? She might be your soul mate, Trevy."

"He's psychic now, our boy."

"Maybe you saw her in your wildest dreams."

Dreams? He never dreams. Besides, h