13.THE TWO MEN watched Stokes walk from the house, cross the street, and enter a dark blue sedan. He was carrying a large white envelope. A minute later the taillights flickered on and the car crawled up the street, disappearing with a right turn.
“What was he doing here?” Toben asked.
“That’s a good question. Let’s go find out.”
Black and Toben left the car, crossed the street, and walked up the sidewalk towards the house, a grey stucco one-story with white trimming, a one-car garage, and a small porch. They strolled up the short driveway.
Clonking up the porch steps, Toben looked around. He narrowed his body and side-stepped to the door, placing the back of his hand against the door to knock—and as he did, the door cracked slightly open. Toben glanced over his shoulder down the steps
