Somebody took the key from under the flowerpot...

So I had to go to plan B and just pry open one of the kitchen windows. Not really that hard when you happen to know that the latches are missing from the kitchen windows and that somebody wanted to find hardware that matched the rest of the house before he let me put them on. It was during the course of bickering with Danny about hardware that I realized I needed a girlfriend. I climbed up on a garbage can and shoved my fat behind through the window and then I opened the door and let Maricel in. She thought I should have let her skinny self go in the window. But I thought I'd be manly and go first. I made a quick sweep of the downstairs and noticed that his comic room had been nearly cleaned out. But no body.
"Check this out." Maricel said nodding to the small elevator that had been installed to get Danny between floors. It was more of a chair lift than an elevator, really just big enough for his chair. The mechanism to operate it had been busted. It looked like someone had taken a hammer to it.
I went up the stairs with a knot in my stomach. Something didn't smell good, but I didn't think it was a corpse smell. Danny's bedroom was obviously being occupied by someone else. There was girl crap all over the place. Maricel had opened the door to a smaller room and she screamed out my name. My hands suddenly shook violently, but I got ahold of myself and got over there. What I saw was awful.