Chapter 15
Griffin’s footsteps echoed in the empty foyer. The plans and permits for construction were in place. Work had already commenced. This should’ve been his first stop after arriving in town. Instead he wasted time looking for Indy, only to find her at O’Leary’s.
He flipped on light switches to check the work. Bare bulbs dangled from the high ceiling. Fresh drywall waited to be taped. The fireplace brickwork had been demolished.
The kitchen was gutted. He tried to envision the finished product, but the picture couldn’t form in his mind. The willow outside the window drew his attention. What had Indy said about the tree? Something about a tire swing.
This would be his home. It’s what he’d searched for, but it still felt empty. Retracing his footsteps, he turned off lights and wal
