PSL - socoolbrewster

Still damp and reeking of chlorine from wading into the pool, Jerry made his way to the upper level of his house, an unconscious Ed over his shoulder. Through the study, and through the hidden door in the closet. Yanking open one of the doors, he dropped the unconscious Ed on the floor without much care. The kid had been nosy enough to start asking questions. Now he was going to get far more answers than he'd probably bargained for.

He pulled the door shut, ensuring it was locked, before leaving the room. He headed out of the room to be rid of the chlorine Half an hour later, he was clean and changed into dry clothes. He hadn't taken nearly enough for Ed to be out for long. So he headed back to the secret little corridor, nudging the hidden door open. Listening.