Billy’s POV

This is my fourth day in Maline City.

I rented an unassuming, second-hand sports car. I'd been parked not far from the house since morning, watching people come and go like an FBI agent. I didn't start the car until after 11 p. m. , when all the lights in the house went out.

The next day, I was still waiting in front of the house. I have time and patience.

“Beep”, My phone vibrated. I am staring at the door of the house, and unlock the phone. It's a text from Charles.

"Where the hell have you been? I haven't heard from you in days."

I typed...