Hesitation? Check. Doubt? Check. Shitty cat piss filled trap? ..Maybe? Where the fuck is Tristan?
"Yo where's Tristan?" Chris asks softly to Odin as the kid looks through the fridge. "The attic?" Now its Chris's turn to look over his shoulder and he sees Viola heading into the basement? Shit. A soft tap on Odie 's shoulder. "Stay with her" a nod towards the basement door. Fingers curl into fists and relax into open hands as Chris moves to the door to the backyard and takes a peak outside.
The hell did the cop go to. This is how things go to shit and the urge to fade into a shadow and wait for things to hit the fan is almost too strong to resist. No, have to keep everyone together.