On the other side of town.

Leopold, with Adam in tow, strolled through the labyrinthine streets of Rivenwood's largest urban village.

Twisting alleys had Leopold nursing a headache. Without his trusty GPS, he half-expected Adam to lead him into an unfamiliar alleyway for a swift, unseen dispatch.

"When are we getting there?" Thomas surveyed the surrounding high-rises, nearly indistinguishable from one another.

Above, a tangle of clotheslines and electric wires-a fire trap if there ever was one.

And to think, someone working for the Abernathy family lived in such a place? Quite the understatement.

Adam led the way, occasionally glancing back to ensure Leopold and Thomas's group kept pace. "Just up ahead. This place, it's a maze. Looks like there are many ways through, but most are dead ends. Without a local guide, it's easy to get lost."

Leopold noted, "I heard you guys have dorms. Why does Keith choose to live here?"

A hint of frustration crossed Adam's face. "Who knows what goes through his mind? An orphan, yet he insists on living amidst this chaos. I've offered him a dorm room multiple times, but he always refuses, claiming he needs his freedom."

"Talking about the intern salary not even hitting eight grand, in a place as pricey as Rivenwood, even these rundown flats cost a couple grand a month. Half his salary gone just on rent, not to mention commuting and living expenses. Barely saves anything by month's end."

Adam had more to say about Keith. "And that kid keeps dreaming about getting married. With his spending habits, which girl would even consider?"

and Thomas listened in

probably just an excuse for avoiding too close a contact with Abernathy family members in the dorms. Their conversation meandered,

neared the end of their chat, they

Rivenwood, well past midnight.

on; the rest of the building was shrouded in darkness, impossible

led them into the building, which had only recently been fitted with a

barely fit; had they not left two men at the entrance to keep watch, they'd have

a metal door covered in flyers, looking

Thomas's watchful eyes, raised his hand to knock but was stopped by

"I owe you one, huh? Dragged out in the middle

complaint was lighthearted,

The door creaked open.

me; wouldn't want Keith catching you off guard

Zzzap...

could finish, the sound of an electric current

tensed, instinctively readying for a fight, then heard a click. The room

didn't you just turn on the lights

Silence fell.

For a moment, Leopold wished the

blame to Thomas's hasty actions. "I brought you for backup, not

peering inside, retorted, "Does it look like

there be no one... Keith must

the room. No sign of

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