42. Out of My Control

I strained my eye muscles as I was invited to enter this annoying old man's hiding place. He wanted me to chase him to make him look more needed, he said. That reason is beyond my limits.

This place is far from the expectation in my mind. Living in a dirty, disgusting environment turns out to be in it like a room in a luxury hotel. Big bed, clean and the mattress looks soft. In front of him is a large flat-screen television equipped with a luxurious audio device full of lights.

On the left side, there is a mini bar that has some alcoholic drinks. Hanging shot glasses and four high chairs like the ones at the bar. Shift a bit towards the slightly spacious pantry, complete with kitchen furniture made of stainless. This was more of a luxury than a hotel, you could say a mansion that was in an alley full of filth.

"Are you researching where I live, or are you also interested in living here?" he said while mocking me.

"Getting straight to the point, I want to meet Lucan Tharique in Wol