woods at the back. It looked like nobody had cared about it in a long time.
The old man knocked quietly on the door.
I moved closer. The old man turned at one point, but I ducked behind a tree before he spotted me.
I heard the door open.
“You said I should tell you if someone ever asked about the jacket…” the old man said.
He stopped outside an old, abandoned house.
I peeked around the tree.
When I saw who was standing in the doorway of that decrepit
