Harper opened the door and looked down at his sister, his face twisting into a look of confusion. "What— Kasey? What in the world is going on? What are you doing here?"
"I need help. Please, Harper. It's Barry," Kasey begged, reaching out to grab his hands and holding onto them tightly. "Please."
"Come in, Kasey. Tell me what exactly is going on," he said softly, pulling her inside and closing the door behind them gently.