Eric was doling out beverages as our group began to congregate in the dining area. Carol and Phil were the last to arrive. I grabbed a beer and planted myself in a chair, then I looked around the room. Pete and Billy wore matching stony expressions—that usually meant bad news—and Phil"s normal enthusiasm seemed to be on a break tonight, which I took to mean he hadn"t found anything new. Aris was his usual impassive self and Carol was looking around curiously, much like I was.
I looked at Billy. “Where"s Calvin?”
“Upstairs,”
“Alone?” I hadn"t seen GG all day and didn"t like the idea that Calvin was unmonitored.
Eric answered, “No, he"s with Jonas.” I frowned. I didn"t know anyone named Jonas. Eric smiled. “He"s one of our younger members and just turned nineteen. I thought Calvin would
