“Where the hell have you been?” Becky opened the door and pulled Sylvie inside.
She lingered a few seconds outside as if looking for someone. A very curious Sylvie also looked outside to see what Becky was staring at. Nobody was there except for the cleaning lady who picked up the laundry. Satisfied that no one was in sight, she went inside.
“Been out doing detective work.” Sylvie started to undress, tossing her heavy coat on the couch and removed her boots. “Why are you so nervous, we paid the monthly rent on time?” Thinking that maybe the landlady was at it again. She does that to anyone who lives here and misses the rent or does not pay on time.
“Tobby came here looking for you.”
Sylvie growled. That old bastard is really getting into her nerves now. She ended up things with Tobby
