Sitting at the kitchen’s island looking bored, Hailey and Cleo watched casually watched F.B.I agents tear through their house. “Walter has never been here besides once.” Hailey breathed out tiredly, “He didn’t come inside, and he didn’t touch anything. So, what the hell are you all looking for again?”
Agent Taylor looked at another member of his team, Special Agent John Hopkin, “We’re trying to see if we could maybe get a lead on your mother. Hoping she might lead us to the assailant know as Walter Winslow.”
Looking her over, Agent Hopkin supplied, “But if you wish to just tell us where she is, we’d love to get out of your hair.” Hailey rolled her eyes, “Told you already man. Don’t know, don’t care, we’re better off without her here.” Agent Hopkin could clearly see why they’d feel th
