Bever

In some late night when Delia was in the middle of her meditation, someone rang her doorbell and a man in his pajama with a good profile welcomed her sight, asking her for the payment, payment for his good skills.

The Hidden Cause

Claude opens the door of his car and stepping out one his foot his gaze moves around the dark, quiet, and old village in front of him, he sighs and steps out his other foot closing the door of his car. "Pro, you are really dead once I go back," he touches his earpiece as he says that. 


"She's really a headache huh?" he whispers as he opens the flashlight of his watch. He moves forward as he moves his watch to different places, looking for clues. "Where did she went to" his eyes squint at the footprint on the floor. 


A smirk forms in his small lips, "Good thing they are not diligent in cleaning this area," he murmurs as he follows the tracks of specks of dust in the floor that forms as a footprint.


I thought she’s just entertaining but not to this extent