Knock! Knock! Knock! Nora was in fear. “Who….. who is there?” She asked. Their was no response. Nora heart skipped. Nora was in panic. She quickly rushed to the kitchen, she collected her knife knife. Nora gripped the handle of the knife in fear, but her hands was shaking. Knock! Knock! The knock came again. “Who is there?!” Nora shouted, still in panic. “Delivery!” A voice replied from outside. Nora was still in doubt. “Prove it!” She yelled back. “What?! I don’t have time, please, come out to take your pizza,” the voice replied. Nora slowly dropped the knife, and motioned to the door, and she peeped through the peephole. Nora saw the pizza delivery man, waiting in her door step. Nora sighed in relief. “Please, hold on, I am coming,” Nora muttered. Nora removed the obstacles that were present waging the door. Nora unlocked the locks. Nora opened the door slightly. “Good day,” she greeted. Delivery man sighed. “Here is your pizza,” he blunted. “Thank you. Sorry about

The sound of her ringing tone caught her attention. Nora reached for it, slowly. She turned and saw it was her boss from work. She picked the call. “Nora! Where the hell are you?!” Her boss, Mr. Thompson thundered. Nora sighed. “Sorry sir, I will be on my way, I….. I .. had a rough day,” Nora replied. “That is none of my business. If you are not here here by the next thirty minutes, you fired! And don’t come begging!” Mr. Thompson concluded authoritatively. He ended the call. Nora bowed her head in frustration. “Maybe, she is right, I should have mind my business,” Nora said within herself. Nora looked out outside her window, and she can still see the police men, moving around her apartment. An officer walked in. “Miss Nora, I will advise you to not spend a night here, it is not safe, we can arrange police protection service for you,” the officer suggested. Nora turned and. “Thanks…. But I will pass on that, I will get a new apartment, but for now I will squat with my friend

Eric pulsed. There was silence. “Eric, did you unblock Nora?” Lisa asked again. “No, I didn’t,” Eric replied, as he turned to face her. Lisa smiled, she went back to bed. Eric picked his gloves and immediately, the memories from last night, the car dropping her off. Eric turned to Lisa. “Who dropped you off, last night?” Eric questioned. “A friend of mine,” Lisa replied. “Oliver?” Eric asked. “Oh my gosh! Eric! Stop this!” Lisa rebuked. She struck the bed in annoyance. “Stop what? I asked a question, and you you are being defensive, why?” Eric shot back. Lisa kept quite, and she looked away from Eric. There was tension, and there was silence. “Answer my question, Lisa,” Eric said, breaking the silence. His eyebrows, frowned in support of his statement. Lisa didn’t reply, she just sat on the bed, avoiding Eric gaze. Eric moved close to her, and gave a gentle nudge in the shoulder. “I’m talking to you,”. “Eric let me be! Okay? I told all what I know! It was a freind,

Nora, feeling uneasy with herself, as she walked down the road, reminiscing on her encounter with Eric at the subway. “Was that worth it?” Nora asked herself, as she galloped through the streets. Nora sighed. “Just doing it for my safety, I don’t want to experience that situation again,” Nora said within herself. Nora checked the time and it was just few minutes passed the hour of ten, just coming back from a hectic shift. As Nora walked down the road, she saw a post that says VACANCY. She pulsed, and looked at it. “Vacancy……., an apartment?” Nora blunted. And a phone number was written below for enquiry. Though she really needed a place to on her own, because she can’t keep sharing room space with her friend, Sandra. Nora dialed the number, on the poster. She placed the phone on her ear, as it rings. Nora was in high hopes for a proper place. The phone line finally connected. “Hello! This is James and co real estate, how can we help you today?” The customer care represen

Nora’s breath hitched. Sandra dropped the phone and it landed away on the cushion of the couch making a small ‘thud’ sound. There was silence. “Is that?” Nora asked. Sandra and Nora locked eyes. The knock came again. “Pizza delivery!” The voice repeated. Nora swallowed hard. “Sandra…” she whispered. Sandra didn’t respond. She had already risen from her chair and was edging her way towards the door. Nora grabbed her wrist. “Wait.” Nora was in fear, heart skipped. Sandra turned, raising an eyebrow. “Wait for what?” “I don’t know,” Nora admitted. Her heart was pounding. “What if it’s him?” “What if it’s isn’t him?” Sandra asked. Sandra smirked. “So, then that is what you wanted?” Nora couldn’t answer. This urge welled up inside of her to go and open the door and see. But another part of her that part from which the mystery had never really receded, no matter how distant she got screamed at her to watch it. Nora gave sandra a nod, giving her the good ahead. San