Accusations

Looking around, I notice a few other doors where walls hide the rooms, unlike the living room. It would be wrong to snoop, wouldn't it? Of course, it would. I am guessing the one in the kitchen is probably a closet. Walking towards the living room, my mind reminds me that I have not spoken to Georgina since I left.

I should really check my phone. Walking back towards the kitchen I can't seem to see my coat. Walking towards the front door, I can see it in the hall. Grabbing my jacket, I check the pockets and take out the phone, my eyes look up and see another door, slightly ajar. No harm peeking if it was already open, right?

Walking towards it, looking in, it is clearly an office. Still, the fact I know nothing about Jackson’s business is making it tempting to go inside and look. There is no harm in just walking around and seeing if anything is lying around that gives me an idea of what his businesses are. Then, maybe, I can work out what they are.

Foolish, I know. Walking inside,