No. 6 Drive and Garden

Catherine pulls her patrol car alongside No. 6 and peers into the drive's empty concrete expanse and the garden's shadowed shrubbery, hunting for any sign of Tommy Lee Royce after her glimpse outside the nearby takeaway. She finds nothing—no footprints, no discarded cigarette, just quiet domestic stillness that amplifies her rising dread and fractured focus during the fruitless street search.