Chapter 107

“There’s not much we could do about it,” Gene replied. “We can’t use our laptops for more research, we can’t go around questioning witnesses, we can’t…” His mouth tightened angrily. “We can’t do a damned thing!”

“It’ll happen, in time,” Brody said. “Okay, not doing interviews. That’s out of the question now, at least in person. There’s always email, but even that’s not going to happen for a while.”

“How the hell do we even take care of this?” Van swept his hand around to encompass the house. “How do we pay the mortgage, or the bills, or turn lights on and off so someone knows we’re here?” His voice grew louder as he talked, until Gene hushed him with a finger over his lips.

“He has a point, though,” Gene said when Van shut up. “Only in reverse, I guess. Everyone knows we’re dead by now or soon will. The house, the contents, hell, everything we own has been willed to our families. We can’t stay here but we can’t take anything with us when we leave.”