The caretaker, a friendly, plump woman with large, brown-rimmed glasses, had let Tooms and Tony into Karen’s apartment. The place was large and airy, with windows everywhere. The white-painted walls enhanced the natural light in the sitting area. As they looked around, they noted the open-plan arrangement, with a kitchen next to the living space, with only a breakfast bar to separate the two. As they went through Karen’s belongings, it became apparent that she had little social life. Everything she owned appeared to be work-orientated.
Tony went through her fridge while Tooms checked her mail; they both came up empty.
‘This girl was super clean, I mean, the fridge is laid out in some sort of order, even her cupboards are labelled to show where stuff should go. Nah, this is freaky, bro,’
