Dorothy stepped into the old lady's cozy little house, the kitchen greeting her right from the entrance, with the bathroom tucked neatly beside it.

The living room, though small, was impeccably tidy.

She hardly had a moment to take it all in when her phone buzzed to life in her pocket.

It was Kevin calling.

Probably wondering where she'd vanished to, growing impatient by the minute.

"Kevin, listen... I suddenly craved something else, so I went out to grab a bite. I'll be back soon, just hang on a bit longer for me!"

"Why don't you come back first? I can drive us out, and we can pick up whatever you're craving together!" Kevin seemed to sense something was off, not quite buying her story.

"I'm already halfway there. By the time I come back, I could've already grabbed it and returned!"

"...Dorothy, you didn't run off, did you?"

I run off? I genuinely wanted to pick something up. I'll

shelved the idea

to get the lay of the land from the old lady, then head back to discuss things

If you go dark, I'm

Dorothy hung up, she heard

the old lady had

standing beside the old lady, was none other than

Dorothy retreated

how did you find this place?"

Dorothy hadn't imagined... that the old lady was one of

each other? This girl, sneaking around, trying

would go unnoticed? Let me tell you, everyone in this neighborhood is under Mr. Lane's protection. The money you

spoke in a deep tone, "Dorothy, you wanted to take a look inside, right? I'll

hand towards her, but she stepped

Lane snatched the phone from her

has its limits! You came here on your own today; don't even

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