Dalton had duplicated the key so he could get into Steve's basement. Today he was sure he would manage to sneak in there. Apart from the pressure from Harvey, Dalton also realized that he had been stuck in the same position for too long. Actually this case was not so difficult that he felt toyed by Steve. Was it possible that Steve realized that Harvey was spying on him?Steve's car came out of the house and it made Dalton immediately get out of his car. Dalton already knew Steve's schedule as well as Steve's hours of going to and from work. This was the result of his reconnaissance from the past week. And there is one strange thing that bothers Dalton. Three days ago a man broke into Steve's house, but so far he hasn't come out.Dalton rolled over on the remains of the pardon door which was only slightly ajar and he made his way inside. It's a good thing Steve has an auto pardon type. Dalton had snuck in here, so he knew it pretty well. He had searched all the places

“Harriet, please open the door. Daddy wants to talk to you."Sean knocked on his little daughter's bedroom door, but it was locked. Sean knew he hadn't apologized yesterday for yelling at Harriet and this time he was doing it again."I don't want to talk to Daddy!" shouted Harriet from inside the room."Daddy won't be angry if you hear my words, but you broke your promise," said Sean not wanting to lose.“I just had lunch with Darla and Noah. After all, Grandma gave me permission!”Sean knocked on Harriet's door harder than ever. Over time he was annoyed because his daughter kept replying to all his words. "You should be apologizing instead of fighting back.""What am I apologizing for? I didn't do anything wrong!”Sean took a deep breath. This didn't look like it was going to be resolved in a short time because Harriet was still really pissed off at Sean.“You broke your promise to Daddy, Harriet.

"Hello? Ethan, can you hear me?!” shouted Harvey over and over.Ethan's phone suddenly off. It made Harvey get up from his couch and he dialed Ethan's number. No, Ethan didn't pick up the phone. This time Harvey took turns dialing Dalton's number, but Dalton's cell phone was off too. Gosh, what really happened?Caroline could feel the change in her boyfriend's face. They were having lunch in Harvey's room. At first Harvey seemed very happy, but the incoming call just made Harvey's mood suddenly messed up. So Caroline lowered the volume of the television that was broadcasting the news of the house fire."Harvey? Are you okay?" asked Caroline worriedly.Harvey didn't answer Caroline's question, instead he asked, "Do you remember Dalton?"Caroline nodded her head. "Isn't he the detective you hired?""Yes, you're right. Dalton had been out of contact for an hour after sneaking into Steve's house. I think something bad happened to him." Har

"Could you show us where your basement is?"Steve did not immediately respond to Xavier's request and it made Harvey smile. Steve seemed a bit taken aback and maybe he was starting to get intimidated that Harvey knew about the secret room.“Yeah, sure, but I haven't been in the basement in a while so maybe it'll get pretty dirty. Maybe about 6 months ago,” Steve said pretending to think.Steve walked in front of them. There is a door and in that room there is a secret staircase leading to the basement. They all descended the stairs and now they were all finally in the basement. Steve turned on the light switch, but the light was dim as a sign that this room was rarely visited. Xavier and his team are even pretty sure that this basement was probably last visited a few months ago. This basement room is dirty and stuffy."This must be your trick. You want to deceive us all," said Harvey confidently. Previously, Dalton had talked about this baseme

"Britney? May I ask your advice?”Those were the first words that came out of Darla's lips as soon as she approached Britney. Britney exhaled the smoke, then she pressed the butt against the ashtray."What do you want to ask?"Darla sat down next to Britney. To be honest she was hesitant to talk let alone ask for advice from Britney. Darla used to keep everything to herself, but this time she felt like she wanted to share her worries. Darla wanted to know what a Britney's point of view was."I ... I mean it's about my friend," Darla lied. She couldn't possibly say that this was about her. If Britney knew the truth, Britney might be more frustrated than Darla.“What problem does your friend have?”Darla fiddled with her fingers for a moment before she worked up the courage to speak. “My friend received a threat from someone. She was told to make a man love her, then after that my friend had to leave the man. She is in