All three of us turned toward the front of the house.
A moment later, the lock moved.
Evelyn Granger entered carrying two cloth grocery bags. She was a slight woman with silver hair pinned loosely behind her head. Her expression brightened when she saw Silas.
“There you are, Danny.”
Daniel stood.
“Mom.”
She looked at him more carefully.
The smile faded.
“Oh.”
Her gaze shifted to me, then to the open pantry door.
One of the grocery bags slipped from her arm. Apples rolled across the floor.
Silas hurried to collect them, but I reached him first.
“Leave those for a moment.”
Evelyn placed her remaining bag on the table.
“You had no right to open that room.”
Silas looked down.
“I found the key.”
“I wasn’t speaking to you.”
Her eyes were fixed on Daniel.
“You locked it,” he said.
“To keep people from disturbing things.”
“What things?”
