C277 If he was going to run, he would have disappeared by now

An hour passed.

Rowan sat inside the SUV that was parked a little away from Dante’s quiet yellow house. His eyes stayed fixed on the windows, which were still shut. The street outside was calm. A few people walked by, carrying bags or talking to neighbours. Dogs still lay sleepy on the stone steps, and the sea breeze made the laundry on wires sway gently.

Kyle sat beside him