Sunday, October 16, 2016
Trey's House
"A mole?" Billy repeated, not quite sure he heard right. "Grafton?" Billy turned on him. "You are a mole? To think I trusted you. When I think about it carefully though, it's no wonder; the plant wasn't monitored because you convinced us it wasn't entirely necessary compared to the safety of the main house. We left only you in charge of it, and that worked to your favor, didn't it?"
Billy looked like he wanted to beat the young man — Grafton, as Trey had discovered his name was — up. Then beat him again till his whole body became unrecognizable.
Trey decided to speak. "We've established you've been working with us for long. We've also established there's no way you could've seen the number plate from how far you were.
"If you did use the binoculars like you claimed you did, that also incriminates you, because who would go birdwatching at night? Tell me everything you know."
"B-But —"
