Chelsea and Angela exchanged a glance and pretended to reveal anxiety for a moment. The apartment was surprisingly normal except everything in it was in the proper place and it was kept very clean. It didn’t look at all like a house a man lived in alone.
“Do you live alone here?” Chelsea asked.
The brown-beard man seemed to have understood the reason she asked and he chuckled.
“No, I live with my friend Phil. He’s the brain and I am the lazy one, I take care of the house and he gives me a place to lay my head and something to eat” he answered vaguely, in his heart he knew there was some truth to what he said and of course Chelsea and Angela understood somewhat but they still revealed surprised expressions.
“Hello” a clear male voice sounded at that moment. A normal person probably wou
