As they settled into Caleb's apartment, Ava tried reaching her landlord once more, but his number was still unreachable. She sighed in frustration, feeling a sense of helplessness wash over her.
Deciding to focus on something more productive, she began cooking dinner, the aroma of sizzling vegetables and savory meat filling the kitchen and making her stomach growl with anticipation.
Meanwhile, Caleb's mind wandered back to Mr. Alex. He had forgotten to follow up with him, and now his number was unresponsive. A sense of unease crept over him as he tried calling again, but the line went straight to voicemail. He wondered what could have happened to Mr. Alex, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.
"I'm going out for a bit," Caleb told Ava, grabbing his keys and heading out the
