Chapter 5 - The Trap Springs
At 6:45 AM on Friday morning, David dressed quickly, grabbed his leather briefcase, and kissed my cheek near the front door.
"I have an early meeting with a new client in the Energy Corridor, Hannah," David said, avoiding direct eye contact.
"I might be late getting home tonight, so don't wait up for me for dinner."
"Be careful on the I-Ten, David," I replied smoothly, watching him hurry down the walkway toward his car.
At 7:30 AM, I loaded Chloe's backpack into the SUV, but instead of driving her to school, I drove to my sister's house three miles away.
"Stay here with Aunt Sarah, Chloe," I instructed, kissing her forehead gently.
"Mommy has to go handle something very important."
By 8:00 AM, I was parked two blocks away from my own house, sitting inside my SUV with my security tablet open on my lap.
The high-definition camera stream showed our quiet suburban cul-de-sac bathed in the bright Texas morning sunlight.
At 8:12 AM, a dark gray pickup truck with tinted windows pulled up to the curb two houses down from mine.
The same man from the Galleria Mall stepped out, wearing his black baseball cap, dark sunglasses, and heavy leather work gloves.
He walked confidently up our front walkway, pulled Evelyn's key from his pocket, and inserted it into our deadbolt lock.
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The camera above the door captured his face perfectly as the lock turned with a soft, audible click.
He opened the back kitchen door and stepped inside my home.
