Rory's heart started to pound as she stood by the office door. She has lived in this house for a long time but she has never stepped inside her grandmother's office. She would go inside her grandfather's office all the time. He never minded.
But Mrs. Delport would always stop her from entering that room.
As she was reminded of that faithful assistant of her grandmother, Rory ran to Mrs. Delport's room. The door was slightly ajar and she was sleeping.
Rory stepped inside the room. She always imagined that red danger lights would blink along with blaring loud sirens if she steps inside her grandmother's room.
Or there could even be booby traps!
She placed each step carefully like a cat, fearing she might trigger something. And she safely reached the table. There was nothing on the table except for some photo frames. Her grandmother did not have a computer at home as far as Rory remembered.
