OXFLOYD- REDRUM
B.B.
I crouch down in the tree across the street from Dec's home, trying to make myself as small as possible. Ray's house is a mess. The green grass is essentially gone. The ornaments are broken and the cute multicolored windmills are nowhere in sight. The big window where they set up the Christmas tree is broken and badly covered with cardboard. There's an Escalade parked in the driveway. The hatchback is missing. There are cameras all over the place. They move around every four and a half minutes. There is no window to sneak inside. I'm going to have to wait for him to leave.
Thankfully, I don't have to wait for too long. Decarious Adams walks out of his house dressed in fitted dark jeans. A black-on-black letterman's jacket and a baseball cap. His shoulders slump f
