Ning searched around the bed until he found a rectangular phone on the side. He quickly looked at the name 'Larissa', remembering a face. That was the detective he was helping with the case.
He picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Where the fuck are you?" the woman's voice came with a scream from the other side.
"In my apartment. Why?" Ning asked.
"Why? There's been a break-in. Why else?" the woman said. "If you're gonna work, pick your damn phone on time. Now come down quickly."
'Down?' Ning quickly walked out the door and saw a blue van waiting below.
He quickly locked the door, kept the keys and walked in his jacket as if it were a habit, and quickly ran down the front staircase to arrive before the van. The memories of the man who he had replaced were giving him instincts on things as if he had been doing this for a long time.
