As they walked to the house, it again stood out to him how quiet the neighborhood was.  It didn’t seem unnatural though, so that was a good thing.  Many of the things that Skye noticed, Stanley took note of also.  He looked around the house and there didn’t seem to be any sign of anything other than neglect.  It may be a dead end coming her after all.  It didn’t matter much though.  In truth, dead ends and empty leads were all a part of the job and he didn’t often let them perturb him, if ever.  

As they stepped through the gate, the metallic screech sent chills down his spine and he shook his head.  He smirked at her as she looked back at him, shrugging dismissively at the sound.  They moved to the door and looked around and listened for a moment before Skye hesitated with the knock and indicated for him to go ahead and do so.  “[color=0054a6][color=0054a6][b]In case there’s some magic booby trap, right[/b][/color][/color]?”  He smiled after speaking in the hushed tone, but before he had a chance to do anything further, there was a loud sound that shook the calm of the neighborhood. 

Behind the house, off some way, the sounds of a construction site coming to life could be heard easily over anything.  There were the sounds of men talking, starting the day off, and machines firing up and men yelling to be heard over those machines.  Stanley looked over at Skye and then raised an eyebrow before moving to the side of the porch.  He looked over and the next block over, he could see the activity.   Things started to get busier and the sounds of beeping as vehicles backed up and machines started to roar as the hammered into concrete.  

It was all so sudden and a very stark contrast to the quiet and calm that was overwhelming a few moments before.  Stan looked at the other agent as thoughts raced through his head.  “[b][color=0054a6]Do we know the time of most of the incidents, and when they started?[/color][/b]”