Talon walked up to the address he had been given by the Head Master for Mr David Collins and knocked.
It was a fairly normal middle class house in a tidy street, with small front lawns and no dividing fences from the street or between each house, some had hedging or small bushes but the whole aesthetic was of a wholesome community.
A fairly young woman answered the door and stared at the handsome man that stood on her doorstep. Talon looked her over with a small frown. She was unkempt, her short hair was pulled back off her face with a plastic headband, dark rings under her eyes, her pallor skin was unhealthy. She obviously hadn’t slept for days. She was dressed in an over-sized t-shirt and track pants with no shoes. She did not fit the look of the tidy frontage of the house at all.
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