Thomas
Thomas frowned as he walked up the stairs to apartment 8B, on the second and last floor of the old house. Landmeadow didn’t have suburbs typical of big cities, nor did it have rough neighborhoods. But there were areas with old houses that everybody knew were inhabited by unsavory people. The fact that Elias lived there actually didn’t surprise him much, though he felt a little guilty for thinking that. Landmeadow didn’t have a high crime rate, but it was higher than other similar villages. Sometimes Thomas hoped these people would just kill each other off, so as to save the taxpayers, but now he thought about Elias and how he would feel if called to investigate his murder. The ties had become too tight.
When he found himself in front of the door for apartment 8B, he took a deep br
