"I thought Tom was supposed to meet us..." Chris Morgan said.
Danny Foster shrugged. "He isn't answering his phone. It just keeps ringing. We'll swing by and check on him on the way. He was at home less than an hour ago."
He pulled up in front of Tom's house. As they walked up the path to the house, they noticed the door was ajar...only an inch...as if someone hadn't slammed it properly.
"You don't think anything is wrong, do you?" Chris asked.
"Nah," Danny said, as they headed inside.
