Chapter 17
Kristen knocked softly on William"s apartment door. She had taken the initiative to bring him a vegetable soup and fresh bread to help him recover. Receiving no response, she turned the handle, which offered no resistance, and pushed open the door.
— William? Are you here? Kristen asked, raising her voice.
He came out of the bathroom with a single towel around his waist. A large scar was still raw on his stomach. His hair was wet, a sign that he had taken a shower.
— Hey, don"t worry, I put a plastic bag in to preserve the wound, he said when he noticed Kristen"s gaze resting on the wound.
— I brought you some soup and bread. Joshua gave me your address…
He smiled at the young woman and waved her forward. He pushed the old beer cans and the paperwork that was lying on the
