“Robert, why would a man throw bags into a pool in the middle of the night?” I did not have an answer.

I had only a roaring in my ears and a single thought, which was that my daughter was somewhere on the other side of those panels, and that I was going to get to her right now, agreement or no agreement, chain or no chain.

Chapter 5 — Over the Fence

Mrs.

Harris showed me where the fence between the properties dipped low, and I was over it before I’d finished deciding to climb, dropping down into the backyard that Julian had walled off from the world.

It was worse, inside those panels, than the neat front of the house had let on.