Walking with intermittent stops, they finally arrived at the front of the mansion.
Nigel Clegg took out a card.
"This house looks like it's occupied," Melody Foster looked up at the polished doorbell and the clean, tidy steps.
"It is occupied," Nigel Clegg said. "A celebrity couple bought it and only vacation here for two months a year. Normally, someone comes regularly to clean."
"How did you get the card?" Melody Foster couldn't help but ask.
Arthur Baker next to her let out a disgustingly smug laugh, "Your dear Mr. Meow is capable of anything."
That comment made Nigel Clegg very uncomfortable; he wished he could just shoot him in the head on the spot.
But he was still holding back. The time wasn't right... When it came, he would ensure Arthur Baker met with a very unsightly end.
Once inside the house, Jose seemed to recover.
Melody Foster found him some water and helped him drink a little.
