Now the frightening thing was his message.

And the only person who could explain why he had chosen those words was no longer available to ask.

PART 4 — The Boy in Patrick’s Cap

When the taxi stopped outside Samantha’s house, I almost told the driver to continue.

There was a moving van in the driveway.

The front door stood open, and cardboard boxes filled part of the hallway.

A mover came out carrying one end of a wooden piece of furniture while another held the other end.