“Philip,” Adam shouted excitedly, turning from the computer.
They had been back for a day, happy to be in their own house again. Philip had arranged for the local garage in town to pick up his car and then do any repairs necessary to get it back in running order. The owner had also said he would return the rental car to the city for him for a small extra fee, to which Philip readily agreed.
“I’m right here,” Philip replied, stepping into the room from the kitchen. “What’s going on?”
“I found it; I found the house where we met Charles and Larry.”
“You’re kidding.” Coming up behind him, Philip rested his hands on the back of the chair to look over Adam’s shoulder at the screen. “Damn, yeah that sure looks like what little I remember of the outside.”
“Look at this.” With a click of the m
