Inside the estate, Kenneth Yates stood by the window, gazing down at the property. It was a typical European-style building, rigged with numerous security cameras and multiple alarm systems. 'Does Noel Lynch really need all this, living here all by himself?'
Kenneth picked up an ashtray from the room and hurled it toward the empty ground below. BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT... A piercing alarm blared to life. Kenneth shut the window, sat down on the sofa, and glanced at his watch.
"Five, four, three, two, one."
BANG!
The door to the room flew open, and Noel Lynch stormed in, radiating hostility. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"I should be asking you that. Why are you holding me captive?" Kenneth elegantly lowered his hands.
"To make you wish you were dead!" Noel Lynch's eyes were bloodshot.
Kenneth ignored his threat. "You should know why I came with you."
