Isaiah Michael Delacroix (

Isaiah cracked open his own beer, taking a couple large swallows. What Adrian said made him feel cold all over. There shouldn't be any way for him to know. No one knew except him and their neighbor, and he sure as hell hadn't told anyone. And Adrian had been gone by the time it had started.

Unless-

No.

His mind recoiled, and he took another drink. "You remember the guy about 4 houses down, right?" he said flatly. "Gave off that total 'creepy old man' vibe. Turns out, he was. In the worst possible way." He stared at the floor, at his beer, at his hands, anywhere but at his brother.

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