The lights clicked on, Ryder could now see the guest room to his right in the small hallway the front door comes into and the small kitchen to his left with a bar to sit at and watch someone cook or wait for food.

Ryder remained to hold his gun up as he looked through the clean house.

He checked the guest room, going through drawers which were all empty.—

The couple had no guests since they'd moved in. The bed was made, drawers were empty, curtains were open, welcoming the moonlight to flood across the once comfortable, now eerie room.

Ryder left the room how it was, exiting and looking around the kitchen. Spotless. Trash was even taken out. You would've thought the house was already going back up to sale—

—if it wasn't for the police tape clearly categorizing this a murder scene.

Ryder kept his search going, everything was clean.

Now he'd looked everything over and stood there

> Think more.
> Revisit where the woman killed herself.