I heard the beeping of a car outside my apartment, disturbing the silence of the neighbourhood. That must be Claude. I walked downstairs, and I saw Lee already have the door opened for me. Did he remain standing the whole time I was upstairs? Outside, I saw the black Tahoe again, and I saw some of the neighbourhood’s curtain open, and they were peeping through it. Gosh, they would be gossiping about me! As I went outside the door, Lee locked it. I turned at him and narrowed my eyes. Where did he have my keys? Maybe sensing the unspoken question coming from me, he just gave me a tight smile then shrugged.
The door of the Tahoe opened, and a tall, lean figure came out of the car. Damn, he’s in navy blue pinstripe suit with no tie, two buttons undone. He really looked like a gentleman with a
