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In my attempt to hide the crime scene, I quickly cleaned everything before Honey came home.

She appeared half an hour later when I was mopping the floor, dressed in another white outfit, went straight to the elevator instead of doing anything to me, not even blurting one word.

Weird. She looked like she was in a rush.

But I couldn't care less since I needed the place to be squeaky clean before Honey's home, though once I was done I got a call from him informing he's still in California finishing up a meeting.

I was in the midst of watching my third movie when the elevator opened revealing little Miss Gunn being carried bridal style by a huge man, as huge as Honey. But he has muscles all over, with a stern facial expression.

"Mrs Gunn," he acknowledges me as I walk towards them.

"Is she... okay?" I ask seeing Genevieve giggling with her face covered by his chest. She looked like she's... drunk?

The smell supports my theory but I can't really comprehend that considering the fact sh