Klein shivered, grateful to still be alive. He rushed to the door to ask the police for protection but stopped short. The officer's ominous tone, combined with the lack of police support for a key witness like him, made Klein suspicious. Were they watching him?
Calming himself, he opened the door and called down the stairs, pretending to be scared. "You'll protect me, right?" There was no answer as the officers' footsteps faded away. Klein chuckled, amused by their lackluster "acting."
Returning to his room, Klein anxiously went about his day, waiting for his sister Melissa to return. Preparing mutton stew, he thought back to how Melissa cooked it: simple, hearty, and tasty. Mimicking her recipe, he stewed the mutton with onions, carrots, potatoes, and a few basic spices, relishing the rich aroma filling the room.
Melissa arrived, pleasantly surprised by Klein's cooking. Skeptical at first, she eagerly tasted it, savoring every bite. Blushing with contentment, she praised his skill, admitting it was a meal she hadn't expected. Klein smiled, envisioning a future where he could treat her and Benson to even better meals.