Chapter 38: Intruder Alert

Opening her eyes, Cassie lifted her head from the window and turned to Daniel, tossing him a sheepish grin. She hadn't intended to pass out, but at least this trip to dreamland was uneventful.

"Weren't tired, eh?" Daniel laughed.

"I'm sorry," Cassie squeaked, stretching her stiff body as she glanced at her phone. "Seven-fifteen in the morning! Oh, Daniel, I'm so sorry. Did I miss anything?"

"Not a thing. I followed her home around two. She hasn't left, and no one came by. According to the feed, she went straight to bed. Alone."

Cassie sighed, catching a glimpse of the message indicator. "You sent me a message?"

"It's Tricia's dance routine. I made sure to use my phone in case we lost feed. You know, insurance."

"Good thinking. Well, she better slipup today, or we've got nothing."

"I wouldn't call footage of a suburban housewife turned stripper, nothing. I'm sure it's more than Jason bargained for," Daniel said.