Ian’s Bale POV
What the f**k was that?
A beggar? I ask myself and I start to knock again even harder until the woman opens the door again.
"Look!" she said and put 100 bucks in my hand. "Now get lost!" and tries to close the door again but this time I am prepared.
"Where is she?" I ask as soon as I put my foot in the door blocking it from closing it again.
"Who?" the woman asked, squeezing her eyes at me.
"Nova Lively!" I say and already I feel like strangling her. Of course, if someone lives here it must be as crazy and demonic as her. It is said that whoever resembles gathers!
“She is sick and she is resting. Or she was, until you came here and started to put down her door. ”
“Sick my ass! She barks unmotivated from work! ” I tell her and push the door entering
