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“Dad hates movies.”
“Dad’s tastes have changed,” I said, recalling him and Elyse in the home theater watchingJohn Wick.
Tracy knelt down to peer through the mail slot. “House looks empty,” she said. “Dad? Elyse? Hello? Anybody home?”
“Guess we should get going,” I said, more relieved than I cared to admit.
“And miss this golden opportunity to have a look around?”
“What are you talking about?”
She reached into her purse, held up a familiar-looking object.
“You have a key?”
“Dad may have confiscated yours, but he forgot all about mine.”
“You’re suggesting we go inside?”
“Do you think we should?” she asked, as if this was somehow my idea. “You know, in case something’s wrong.”
“I don’t know. What if they come back while we’re inside?”
“I’ll say I was worried when no one answered my calls, and we went inside to check. They can’t blame me for being worried.”
No,I thought.They’ll blame me.
“Come on,” she urged. “We’ll take a quick look around,make sure everything’s where it should be, and then leave. No one will ever know we were here.”
“Famous last words,” I muttered, backing toward her car.
But it was already too late. Tracy’s key was twisting in the lock. The door was opening.
And the burglar alarm was going off.
