Not a soul

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Asher knocks on Justin's door, trying but failing to hide his unhappiness. His boss is yet to return his wallet.

"Who's it?" Justin half yelled, coming to the door.

He opens it and eyes the two strangers on his front porch, his eyes lingering on Ryan more., "How may I help you?"

Ryan leans off the rail he was resting on and enters the house without waiting for Justin's invitation.

"Let's talk." He told Justin as he passed the door, his voice commanding.

"Heyy! Young Man!!" Justin yells after him.

Ryan sits on a sofa, making sure he was seated comfortably then gestures to the chair in front of him, "please sit."

For some unknown reason, baffling to Justin, he obeyed.

He bawled inside, why was he obeying a stranger in his own apartment.

"Where is your wife?" Ryan asks.

"She went to the grocery store. Who are you?"

"Ah.. I see." Ryan commented, ignoring his question.

"You were the last person see with Doctor Thomas before he was found dead with a girl by his side."

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