“Alive.”
The word instantly shifted the atmosphere inside the apartment.
Jayda straightened immediately.
“Who?”
Gon looked down at his phone again while reading the message carefully.
“One of the maintenance employees.”
Damek slowly uncrossed his arms near the window.
“The same department connected to the seventh floor?”
“Looks like it.”
Rain continuously slid down the glass behind him while silence settled heavily inside the room again.
Alive.
Finally.
Not another corpse.
Not another body arriving too late.
Jayda’s pulse still raced nervously though.
Because alive witnesses in stories like this usually never stayed alive for long.
“When are the police questioning him?” Damek asked.
Gon locked his phone afterward.
“He’s currently confined.”
Jayda frowned slightly.
“Conf
