Chapter Seventy-five
[Warning!!! This chapter contains mature scenes not suitable for young readers]
"What are you doing here, mister? Your house is on the other side. Did you miss your way?"
"I have a name, and it's Harry, Harry Evans. I know this place more than you do. I've been here for a couple of months now." He leaned against the door side, his hand still behind him, and Diane felt like screaming at him.
"Good for you. So, can you tell me why you are here now? I don't appreciate talking to strangers."
"Whoa! Strangers...we've passed the introduction stage, so I guess that we're not that anymore. If only you could-"
"Did you check the time before coming here? I have a kid, in case you are forgetting." Diane glared at him, looking so disinterested in the conversation they were
