The door to the house slammed shut, and I quickly stepped away from Amanda to grab the rest of my gear. I glanced towards the house to see Craig walking back to the garage. With the attention he was paying his phone, it wasn't likely he saw anything suspicious. He was so oblivious most of the time, I could be making out with Amanda right in front of him, and he would still be caught up in his own reflection.

"I gotta head out," Craig said to his brother. "Pack up my shit for me. Rob is gonna give you a lift home."

"Wait for me, and I'll come," Paul...