Chapter 2 — The Inspection of the Slippers
Benjamin reached out and ran his fingertips along the bottom edge of the sliding glass door.
A damp smear of wet clay coated the aluminum track.
The tracks on the hardwood did not match small human feet at all.
Rachel stepped closer, her expression shifting from raw anger to sudden confusion.
Benjamin pointed down at the floor near the threshold.
The smudges showed distinct pad marks and claw indentations.
They were far too wide to belong to a child.
Benjamin stood up straight and looked out through the glass pane.
The heavy rain blurred the patio outside, but a bulky shape waited just beyond the glass.
Two dark eyes blinked through the water streaks on the door.