The night was deep, the moon like a silver plate, its clear glow spreading everywhere.
After Valentine Teller and Nian Nian went to sleep, Mark Reed finally left home.
He drove to the outskirts, then got out of the car and walked.
Dragging a long shadow, he moved slowly, and soon arrived in front of an abandoned villa.
The roses inside the villa were neglected, growing erratically and chaotically over the fence.
Mark Reed looked around, made sure no one was there, then took out the key from his pants pocket to open the yard gate, gently closed it after entering.
Strolling along the moss-covered stone path, the surroundings felt particularly eerie. Using the moonlight, Mark Reed could barely see the road ahead.
Standing at the main entrance of the villa, Mark Reed relied on memory to input the security system's password, unlocked it, then used a key to open the door and pushed it open.
A chill hit him, and he shivered, retrieving a pocket flashlight.
