Chapter 114 Zandra Is Sick

Breaking in is a simple matter of slipping into the building while a delivery man makes a quick drop-off, the door propped open with his foot. Nobody questions me when I walk into the elevator and arrive at his floor. I keep my eyes down, my face hidden from the building’s cameras. Tonight’s the night I finally make Rossi pay.

I’ve been watching him long enough to know he keeps a spare key in the fake plant by his door. All I have to do is retrieve it and walk inside. There, I take a seat in his kitchen, gun pointed at the door, ready and waiting just like when he paid me a visit all those months ago. I’d laugh at how the tables have turned, but I frankly don’t have the energy.

Rossi doesn’t arrive until roughly an hour later, long after dark. He doesn’t seem at all surprised when he flicks the light on and sees me. The man very casually shrugs off his jacket and toes off his shoes, joining me in the kitchen without any semblance of urgency or fear.

“I was wondering if you were going