STRIDING TOWARD BETH’S apartment building, I took in the blond brick structure before us. Decent security supported the main entrance, courtesy of ‘Holloway and Larsen Construction’, where Beth tapped in a code before using her key to get us inside.
We took the stairwell situated to the rear of the main lobby. On the third and top floor, we pushed through the fire door onto the landing. According to Beth, each floor looked the same with stone-coloured walls, spotless taupe laminate tiles and four pristine, white front doors.
Beth led me to the second on the left, D3, unlocking and pushing it open to reveal warm, neutral colour schemes and orderly rooms. I wondered how long it’d stay tidy under my control.
“Obviously, this is the lounge.” Beth waved her hand around as I followed her in.
