“The little red light on the buttons went out,” Emily said.

“Every single time.”

Sarah jotted three words in her notepad without disturbing the quiet of the room.

“Did he say anything when the light went out?”

“He said the house was locked up for the night,” Emily whispered.

“He said nobody would hear if I called.”

Emily reached into her sweater pocket and pulled out a little stub of pink crayon.

“Did you write the dates down in your pink notebook?” Sarah asked softly.