Triston’s POV
I got ready with the gun and through the opened door an old woman peeked.
“Ms. Carol, are you there?” she is looking for Carol. I realized that she was not a threat and I appeared in front of her. She got scared and jumped back. I hid my gun on my back.
“Who are you? How did you come in? I never saw you before” She looked at me from top to bottom adjusting her spectacles.
“Doesn’t matter, who are you?” I asked lifting my chin a little.
“I am the owner of this apartment” I looked at her this time from top to bottom and understood that there was no difference between her and the apartment. Both are old and messy.
“Oh, it's a pleasure to meet you. You have such a nice apartment lady!” I said with a mocking smile.
“Of course, I maintain them very well!” the proud look
