When Austin reappeared, she looked at him expectantly.
“No guy and no cable box. But I did see one of the sheets of plywood holding the space for what I assume will be a pane of glass, unless a solid wall will be built there, shifted away from the corner, not sealing out the weather or more of the residents from the basement.”
As the five men in her space tensed, William came out of his office. “Foreman said they knocked off early today. They’re ahead of schedule and waiting on supplies. And no,” he answered her unasked question, “there was no one sent to look for a cable box.”
In the heartbeat of silence that followed, Piper’s phone went off in her hand. She glanced down and read the text.
“It’s Jesse and Brad. They’re at the side entrance,” she said.
“And only forty feet from—” Aust
