The following morning, as Clara and Mr. Franklin, was about to leave the house to the airport; they heard the doorbell, “Ding dong!” “Are you expecting anyone?” Mr. Franklin asked Clara. “Not at all,” Clara replied. “I will go answer the door,” said Clara.
On opening the door, Lewis was standing next to the spandrel with his hands placed on his g*n belt, “Hey Clara,” Lewis said with a smile. “Hey,” Clara replied staring at Lewis with curiosity. “What’s going on?” Mr. Franklin asked as he approaches the door. “There has been a distress call from Helen’s neighbor last night about weird men and a woman leaving her apartment with a body bag. By the time my unit got there, they were gone. I think something bad has happened to Helen,” Lewis narrates.
“Oh no!” Clara exclaimed on hearing this.
