God it must have been horrible lying down here for weeks.

I gave Jesse a withering look as he got up to change the water in his bucket.

When he saw that both Mrs. Janers and I was sharing an uncomfortable silence, he tried to act as if nothing had happened.

But the effort was clumsy.

I bought him a mobile phone, the old woman said, a voice mousey and tired.

He just wouldn't keep the damn thing on him.

If he perhaps...

No need to explain, I replied.

It's just, I tried to see him whenever I could, but he wasn't a nice.

You don't owe anyone an explanation.

I said, try my best to appear empathetic and non-judgmental.

We're just here to clean up and help out.

Now if there's anything else we need to know, I think it's time we got on with things on our

end and you can carry on with your day."

Oh, she said as I took her by the arm and started walking her out of the bedroom.

Oh, there is one more thing.

She turned from me and walked towards a small... more thing.

She turned from me and walked towards a small cupboard door beneath the stairs.

There's a small basement down here where he's got a few more things boxed up.

Look, the key's just in the lock ready to go.

She opened the door and gestured downwards.

It's awfully dark, so if you haven't brought any torches, I can...

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