Arriving home after checking the Flex house, Rogers could not get that terrible scream out of his head. It seemed to him that the voice differed in shrillness from the rougher voice of the Rabbi. The thought that there might be a third person in the house did not leave him.

What's bothering you, John? Tracy put her hand on her husband's shoulder and kissed him gently on the cheek.

“Nothing, dear. Just work. There are small suspicions that I need to check,” he smiled, looking at his wife with loving eyes. He took her hand and pulled her towards him. Sitting on a chair, he found himself facing directly...