Chapter 61889, New York City
The sound of the door woke Saalik from a deep sleep, but his excitement immediately dissipated when he heard the murmur of a voice he didn’t recognize.
“And the rent?” It was a man’s voice.
“Nineteen dollars a month.”
“And all these things?” That came from a woman, and Saalik walked silently over to peek through the crack in the open bedroom door. “These crates?”
“My last tenant passed away and she left all this behind.”
The woman, dressed elegantly in velvet silk with a chenille fringe, walked to the fireplace and ran her gloved finger across the mantle to examine the dust. “How long since it’s been occupied?”
“Four months. And we’ll of course have everything cleaned out if you were to sign the lease.
“Good.” The woman noticed the open door where Saali
