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The Morres were an odd family. Of four brothers. Two sets of twins no less. A year's difference between the eldest twins to the youngest. Mark and Jacob the eldest. Miles and Luke the youngest. They lived with their elderly grandfather, who was blind. Jacob actually worked at the repair shop Pete did, which was how he knew the family. He knew they were, a bit eccentric at times. The family had odd rules. Like never being out after nightfall. Never work on a Saturday. And never enter a house without making an odd hand gesture first. Despite all that. They were a friendly bunch. And seemed to like Pete. He arrived at their house, realizing. He never called them. So they may be confused to see him showing up unexpected. He hoped they would let him in, but if they didn’t. He had enough money for a hotel room. Or, could even just sleep in his truck.

He walked up to the door and knocked. The house was old, been in the family for several generations. And for some reason, the family refused to get a doorbell. Instead they stuck with an old door knocker. At first there was no answer, but then he heard some movement on the other side of the door. “Jacob, Mark? Anyone home?” He called out. He then heard several locks being undone. The door opened and Jacob stood before him. Jacob was average height, but rather scrawny. Just like his brothers. He had blond messy hair, and blue eyes hidden behind a large round pair of glasses. He wore a loose blue t-shirt, and blue jeans. But no shoes.

“Hey Pete. What brings you here at this hour?” He asked. It was around three in the afternoon now. And Pete would usually be in bed right now, as would Jacob. Since despite his family’s rule against being out at night. He had recently taken the night shift with Pete. However, Jacob did not look as if he were sleeping, or even tired. “I am sorry for the intrusion. But, my place. Was broken into earlier today. And the police won’t let me stay there for now.” He explained. Jacob gasped, and ushered him inside. “You okay, did they try and hurt you?” He asked. Odd. He said they, which made sense, if not knowing the gender. But the way he said it, sounded. More like he was referring to more than one culprit. “Ah no. I am fine. But, Jase.” Pete frowned, still unsure. After the officers found the blood, they tried contacting Jase. And even called the Church. But he was not there. No one had seen him all day. Meaning, he never even reached the Church.

“What about him?” Jacob asked. “He, is missing. And his room, had blood splatters.” Pete frowned. Jacob led him to the living area so he could sit down. “You can stay here for now. I will let my brothers and grandfather know.” He said softly, going upstairs to alert his family on what happened. Pete sat down on the couch. He hoped Jase was okay. But, he was unsure. There was a deep nagging fear in the back of his mind. What if Jase was dead? A few minutes passed, and Mark came down with Jacob. “Hey Pete. I am so sorry about your place and friends. As Jacob said. You are welcomed to stay here with us as long as you need. Miles and Luke are out right now getting groceries for dinner. Grandfather is resting right now.” Mark explained.

“Thank you, very much. I hope to not stay too long. And I hope they find Jase soon.” Pete said softly. Mark and Jacob side eyed each other. A look of knowing on their faces. Like they knew something Pete didn’t. But dared not say it aloud.