Brody
We were all back at Moe's except Stern. He, like me, had had our phones with us the whole time. If we ever became suspects, having an alibi provided by friends and family probably wasn't going to help. At least not against the cold hard facts of phone records. I watched him leave, and I wondered if he was really going home. I saw him go into that room at the end of the hall. He was there for a while, so I followed. I heard him talking to the girl locked in there from my vantage point at the door. I didn't stay to see whether he opened her cage or not. The girl sounded lucid and not harmed by the trauma she must have suffered. At least not enough to not know what she wanted. Her freedom. If Stern was going to give her that, I was going to let him.
He had offered marriage as a way t
