Chapter 47

KRISTEN

Edith's place was in a greater mess than I envisaged.

When she said her house was raided, I was expecting the normal things, little did I know that the entire place was ransacked and looted.

All her couches were slit open (They probably thought she hid valuables there).

Her room was no different.

"This is bad," I stated for the umpteenth time since I got here. "What the fuck were they looking for?"

Edith, who was covered by a black woolly robe that displayed an outline of her nipples, shrugged. "Money, I guess. My place wasn't the only unfortunate place. Some of my neighbours received the same—even worse."

That bit of information put me at ease because I was initially thinking that she was being targeted.

"The police need to find these people. They really do."

"Well, that won't put the place in order." Edith smiled and caressed her wet hair. She had just exited the shower when I arrived and she still smelled fresh. "I will be the one to go through the stress. Well, it's fine..