If fear was a person, then he was right in Valeria's home, standing right in front of her, gripping her by her throat so tightly like he would never let go.
It was someone else's package, sure, there was probably a mix up somewhere, either from the purchaser or merchant as it was delivered to her. But boy was she glad she opened it.
She picked it up to examine if it was the real deal and to her surprise, it wasn't a prop. In her hand was a semi automatic pistol and in a smaller bag were some bullets.
If truly the dreamy new neighbor was the Gavin Rowan then maybe he wasn't so dreamy anymore.
"What are we going to do?" Mylene asked Valeria.
"How am I supposed to know?! It was your idea to open it in the first place!" Valeria snapped.
"Well aren't you glad we did? Just a few minutes ago, you were swimming in your own drool because of the new neighbor's looks but at least now we know the kind of person Gavin Rowan is!"
