Chapter 6

Nobody spoke.

Tobin shifted on the porch and the zipper pulls on his backpack clicked together. Up close, he did not look like the smiling boy from the birthday video. He had a healing scrape on his chin and a strip of green frosting dried along one sneaker.

Kellan put a hand on his shoulder.

"Go wait in the car for a minute, buddy."

Tobin did not move. "Why?"

"Tamsin and I need to sort out where we're sleeping."

"You said you lived here."

"I do. It's complicated."

"Is everything complicated when you lied?"

The question landed with the blunt…