The darkness had just started to lift when Peter got moving. He crossed the office in three steps to where his father had been standing. His hands closed on air.
"There is no door " he said. His voice was shaking with shock. "He did not walk out. He just vanished into air."
"Vanished " Victoria said, finishing his sentence.. The word did not sound right. Nothing in this house just vanished without a reason. She had learned that much in the two days.
Josephine had already walked over to the wall where Marcus had been standing. She was running her hands over the concrete with motions. She had spent years learning which walls in this house were not what they seemed. "There " she said after a moment. Her fingers caught on a seam that Victoria could not see. A section of the wall. Swung inwa
