Alex stepped out of Elena's office, the freshly cut apartment key spinning lazily around his index finger. The metal felt cool and solid, a real, tangible proof of the new chapter he was about to start. He pocketed it with a satisfied smirk.
The viewing had gone smoother than expected. Paperwork signed, cash accepted, keys handed over without a single hitch. Three duplicates sat heavy in his pocket alongside the main key, four total. More than enough for the girls he planned to bring in.
He had nowhere to go at the moment. Morning classes were over, and the house was empty. So he started walking toward Mary's store, his mind turning over the logistics.
How would he convince them to move in?
Liza's voice purred immediately, sensing his hesitation.
