Lured Into His Trap

The moon was at its peak, when Debby arrived at the Arthur's abode. She sighed staring at the time on her phone and guessed that Harry might not be pleased if he eventually figured out she was out of the apartment at this time of the night. It wasn't as if he care at all for her anyways, her dissapeance shouldn't cause a ruckus.

She surged forward to the door of the huge apartment, after much interrogation by the gateman, who she found absolutely irritating, due to his perverted ways. She waited for a response and when the door opened, a woman who was in her late sixty appeared, staring down at her with confusion written all over her face. Debby noted the similarities between Arthur and the woman and knew immediately that she was his mom.

"And to what do I owe this unprecedented visit young lady?" Debby noted how eloquently she spoke for someone of her age. Regardless of the good attribute she possessed, she didn't wanted to have anything to do with Arthur's mother.

"I am here to se