As Hannah and I reached the garden gate, I peered through the sliver of an opening. Sure enough, someone was inside.
We exchanged silent glances.
Hannah signaled for me to stay put while she crept forward, ascending the two stone steps to the entrance. She pressed her ear against the door for a moment, and I drew closer as well.
The gap was too narrow for me to see anything inside.
With a daring nudge, Hannah gently pushed the door ajar further. My heart raced, fists clenched, fearing we’d make a sound.
The door opened a bit more, but the darkness within veiled the interior from view.
I was about to push the door wider when Hannah yanked me back and I heard a faint whispering voice inside!
Despite the intermittent sounds, I recognized Jaylan’s voice immediately. I knew him all too well.
My nerves calmed, replaced with curiosity. What could anyone be up to in the middle of the night?
I held my breath, straining to hear who Jaylan was speaking with and about what.
I was sure about who was inside now!
I overheard Jaylan asking, "In a nutshell, what does Galen do every day?"
The reply came from Gemma, "Sir, Galen goes out daily. The missus says he works at VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals, always comes home late. I find it odd, sir. If he's working, why doesn't he ever bring any paperwork home?"
Gemma was certainly keeping tabs on my father's comings and goings. I leaned in, straining to hear better in the pitch black.
Jaylan prodded further, "Who does he meet with often?"
Gemma answered, “He had lots of visitors. But mostly, it's the Damon family from next door. They chew the fat about nothing in particular, mostly kids’ schooling and such. I used to record them, but it was fruitless, so I stopped. Few folks from the pharma industry pop in, but they chat briefly and leave. I suspect... he doesn’t discuss business at home."
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