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Sam asked, pointing to a glass-paned door in the wall on the other side of the sofa.
    “The back porch. There’s another door across the way, leading from the kitchen.” Bo paced across the floor toward the entertainment center. “Hm. EMF’s going up fast.

    Seven, thirteen, twenty-five…” He stopped in front of the TV, his eyes going wide.

    “Jesus, Sam. The EMF’s skyrocketing here. Look.” Sam went to stand beside Bo and peered at the EMF display. “One hundred and twelve?” He stared at Bo, shocked. “Holy shit.”
    “Yeah.” Setting the EMF detector on a patch of empty shelf, Bo took a small flashlight out of his pocket and switched it on. He leaned over to peer behind the TV as best he could, aided by the light’s narrow beam. “There’s an absolutely insane tangle of cords and power strips back here. Good lord, no wonder the EMF’s so high.” He emerged from the narrow space with a grin. “This could explain a lot.” Sam smiled back, catching Bo’s excitement. Such a high EMF was known to cause a variety of symptoms—paranoia, nausea, even visual and auditory hallucinations.
    Considering Lee’s assertion that many of the family’s experiences had occurred right here in this room, Sam wondered if they’d found their explanation already. Except…
    “What about Sean and Adrian’s rooms?” Sam asked, though he hated to douse the hopeful shine in Bo’s eyes. “According to Lee, those are the other hot spots.” Bo’s smile didn’t dim one bit. “I know. But both of their rooms are on this side of the house. Adrian’s room is directly above us. Sean’s is next door, and his bed is positioned against the wall separating their rooms.”
    “So when he’s in his bed, he’d conceivably be within the area affected by the EMF
leakage here.” Sam nodded. “It makes sense.”
Pulling the two-way radio off the waistband of his jeans, Bo thumbed it on. “Cecile, come in.”
The radio crackled. “Cecile here, Bo, go ahead.”
“Have you been in the boys’ rooms yet?”
“We’re in Sean’s room now.”
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“Okay, listen. I need y’all to check the EMF levels very carefully, particularly in the area around Sean’s bed. Same thing for Adrian’s room.” “Sure thing.” Another muffled voice sounded in the background. “Dean wants to know if we’re looking for anything in particular.”
    “The EMF levels in the family room are dangerously high, centering around the entertainment center. They’ve got all this equipment jury-rigged to death, and it’s leaking electromagnetic radiation all over the place. We’re wondering if it’s traveling up into the boys’ rooms as well.”
    “Oh, my God, that could explain what the kids have experienced.”
“Yes, it could. Will y’all check that for me?”
“Of course. We’ll let you know what we find.”
    “Great, thanks.” Bo turned to Sam, brown eyes sparkling. “An electromagnetism leak is fixable. I really hope that’s at the root of this whole business.”

    “Me too.” Pointing the camera toward the back wall, Sam pulled Bo close and kissed him. “Let’s finish this room and move on, huh?” “All right.” With a quick nip of Sam’s bottom lip, Bo drew away and retrieved the EMF detector. “Let’s go clockwise around the room from the door, then cross the porch to the kitchen. We can get readings from the porch as well.”

    “Sounds good.”
    All business again, Bo strode back to the doorway leading to the hall to begin a more methodical survey of the room. Sam followed, smiling to himself. Of all the possible explanations for the strange events in the house, a dangerously high EMF was the only one Janine would accept without argument. She might even thank them for finding it.
    Janine’s gratitude would, in Sam’s opinion, make the whole thing worthwhile. The past several months had been painfully difficult for Bo, and Sam figured it was about time things went right for a change when it came to Bo’s sons and their prickly mother.

    Don’t get ahead of yourself, Sam, the logical part of his mind warned. There might be other things going on here besides the EMF. Finish the investigation before you start jumping to conclusions.
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Tamping down his optimism as best he could, Sam pulled his focus back to the job at hand.
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Shutting off the video on his computer, Dean leaned back in his chair and stretched.
“Nothing on