53: His Type

I had managed to pack up the remaining of my things and slept early. I thought about what Adam had said.

Was he lying? Was it true that Dominic was the buyer?

The dots were connecting but I did not want to believe Adam. He was just angry and miserable that he would also have to probably look for a new place or have to try and keep up with the expensive place.

I woke up early the next morning and even before I could get showered and have my breakfast, I saw a van reversing towards our place and it had all the name ‘Dominic Hall’ sprayed all over it. Just I stared outside of the window, wondering if the van was mine or if Adam was serious about Dominic buying the place, my phone vibrated.

I headed over and picked it up.

“Hello?” I answered

“Homer, my van should have reached your old place by now. Put all of your things in there and then come with it to my place so that you can get started on work.” He said and then ended the call.

I had not yet showered or eaten and Dominic alrea