I walked back into the house our parents had set up for us, it was self-sufficient, with a water pump that pumped water into the house, electricity that wasn’t within the city’s power grid and filled with a year supply of food.
“What did you find out from your friend?” Alessandro asked.
“Well he didn’t know much but he did take me back to an old friend, Ruth Ryan. She told me a lot, like how I’ve been wrong about the man who killed my sister and it’s not Patrick.” I said with a sigh as I threw my jacket on the couch.
“Then who did?” Alessandro asked.
“I don’t know yet.” I said grabbing the pack of chips from his hands.
“What do you mean you don’t know. I thought you said Ryan told you a lot? That seems she left you with more questions than answers.” Alessandro complained.
“He did te
