Chapter Hundred&Forty-three

Patricia's POV

I knocked on the wooden door, but there was no reply.

I adjusted my purse around my wrist and knocked again, but there was still no response. Was anyone even at home?

I looked around and knocked again and finally, someone opened up.

It was a woman and with her description, I guessed she must be the woman Sylvia saw she first came here.

“Hi. Good day, ma’am” I said with a smile while the woman stared uncomfortably at me.

“Yeah. Good day. How can I help you?” she asked with a scan from my head to toe.

I hesitated for a little, then asked:

“Um….This is where Kevin Garnett lives, right?”

“Kelvin Garnett?” The woman repeated.

“Who’s Kelvin?”

“Kelvin. You know? That black chubby guy. He told me lives here”.

The woman shook her head negatively.

“I don’t think you’re in the right place. There’s no Kelvin Garnett here. You should probably check the next street”. The woman replied and I mouthed an “oh”, looking frustrated.

“Okay, ma’am. Thanks for your time. But um…. can I get a