"I think this is Jeremy's," Sarah said, patting the hood of the car while passing by.
"It is likely he is still inside, then," Ryan answered. He walked up, on the narrow front porch. Sarah followed.
"Stand here." He pointed to a spot right in front of the door, while he stepped off to the side, where he could not be seen. "Don't go in. Just get him to open the door."
"But..."
"I need you to get Jeremy outside. If he sees me, he won't set foot out here. Not after what happened earlier," Ryan advised her.
"I thought you said nothing happened earlier," Sarah said.
He grinned and rapped on the door. Hard. "I lied," he said to Sarah.
Ryan faded into the shadows. Sarah was still gaping when the front door opened and a young, black man with a diamond stud in his ear and pants that hung dow
