A Fullness of Silence 1
Outside the secret door, Devin folds his old clasp knife. “Twenty years is a long time. I wasn’t even sure anybody'd be ... home," he says, stepping away, turning back. "I'll tell you, there were some dark nights when I thought I imagined the whole thing. The tunnels, the Old Man. You. Especially you." He laughs and spreads his arms. "What are you doing here anyway? It’s like you knew I was gonna be here."
“Catherine saw you last night at the carousel and ... followed you here.”
“Catherine? You mean Chandler? From the DA’s office?”
And Vincent only nods.
“Small world,” Devin says with a sigh. “So you have a Helper in the DA’s office.”
“Catherine is ... ... ... more than a Helper.”
The slightest smile plays on Devin's lips. His brows raise. "Things change, I guess.