11. A Girl From Nowhere

A welcome squeak greeted us both as we entered the final unit.

The room was filled with the usual quiet, furnished living quarters: the cupboards and sofa were in their normal positions.

My gloved hands pulled out the drawers individually, then surveyed the kitchen set from afar. Undeniably, both the contents and the kitchen were left empty. Except the trash can in the hallway was full of expensive delivery food plastic bags. Perhaps Tiger was deliberately preventing his captives from resisting or dying at their hands.

Zerikyu led me to the main bedroom.

"Shhh…!" He hissed, noticing a small gap in the bedroom door.

Zerikyu and I were the same height, but it was still tricky to peek through because his hat was in the way.

"Can you move a little?" I asked.

Zerikyu remained motionless, his mouth open, his eyes unblinking. As a result, I moved to the left, forcing my vision through the gap. No wonder Zerikyu's reaction was so wide-eyed.

I did the same.

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