“There’s no evidence someone broke into that room. It’s on camera,” Diane said in the gentlest tone Lou had ever heard her use.
“I sound nuts. I get that. But, who hurt him? How and why?” She fell silent not knowing what else to say.
“I don’t know, Lou. I really don’t know,” Diane said. Lou headed back to Dads. She lifted the covers and checked on the bandage.
Another thought struck her. “What if someone is in the walls?” Lou asked. This new theory made as much sense as a ghost. If a woman were stuck in the walls, she’d have a reason to be sobbing.
“Lou, I realize you’re under a lot of stress. What, with Dads’ condition…”
Lou interrupted her. “Who makes all the noise at night? I’m not imagining those sounds. Did you hear the tapes? There WAS something in that hall.”
Diane sank into t
