KNOCK!
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
A sound at the door jolted George from his half-dozing state on the sofa.
He had already moved Wick to the basement and was trying to catch a few moments of shut-eye before Melissa returned.
Exhausted from all the drama with Wick, George struggled to keep his eyes open.
'Already back?' he muttered to himself, his voice tinged with weariness.
The commercial area was at least 20 minutes away from this place without traffic, so he started to wonder if maybe she had left something and came back.
He forced his tired body to the door, annoyed at being disturbed .
However, when he reached the doorknob, he realized something.
'Why would she knock? She should have her key with her. ' He thought to himself.
'Could it be the police?' A lump formed in his throat as he swallowed hard, his mind racing through the possibilities.
