"I need a place now, a quiet one where I won't be disturbed, and I hope to spend a good evening with you."
"It's my honor. Where do you want to go?"
"I can hardly wait, I'm eager, especially since I've had a lot of wine tonight, and I feel quite excited."
"So am I, Mrs. Hughes."
"Turn around the corner and head to 128 Mink Street. It has just been vacated. And it's nice and quiet."
128 Mink Street?
Karen suddenly felt a bit... conflicted.
It was an area he would specifically ask the driver to avoid every time he took a taxi.
But at the same time, when he heard Mrs. Hughes choose that house, he secretly sighed with relief.
He had a psychological shadow about that house.
But the problem was that
he was in a super bad situation.
Seeing a ghost was a terrifying thing.
But in the face of death,
a ghost
was not so difficult to accept.
