Chapter 8 : The Death Prone Street

Another day had gone by, five o'clock in the morning. Angela looked in the mirror at herself. Her entire plan had shifted. She sighed, stood up, and dressed in her white nurse uniform, pinning her hair back at her nape.

She emerged from her room to begin her duties as Leonardo's nurse. The living room was deserted, and there was no sign of anyone nearby. But, before entering Leonardo's room, she decided to take a walk on the lawn to re-energize. She inhales fresh air into her lungs.

It was very cold outside early in the morning. She noticed that someone was talking in the back of the house. She checked it out and saw Mrs. Gale with a male companion, to whom she gave instructions. "Stay here at the back, never enter the house without permission, and if you're thirsty or need something, call me." Mrs. Gale noticed Angela above the first step of the stairs. "Good morning, Angela. He's the new gardener, but he's not a stay-in here; his name is Mr. Villa."

"Just call me Anton, Miss," the g