"Knock... Knock... Knock..."
"Come in."
Karen pushed open Dis's study door and walked in.
Dis closed the file folder that was spread out in front of him and watched Karen walk over and sit down.
"What's the matter?"
"I just provided psychological counseling for Mrs. Ximor."
"How did it go?"
"Not bad, she let her emotions out, and now it's up to time to gradually heal her pain and adjust to her new life."
"Hmm."
"But I found out something while I was talking with Mrs. Ximor."
"Go on."
"Mrs. Ximor lives at 46 Rhine Street."
"Nice neighborhood."
"Mr. Piaget, whom I met at the Hughes Crematorium Association and who gave me my first 20,000 rubles psychological consultation fee, is a neighbor of Mrs. Ximors, living at 45 Rhine Street."
"Hmm."
