Chapter 164

*LORENZO* “There is no one here but me. Who are you looking for?” “A girl…” “Aren’t we all?” I sneered. “Now, can I suggest you fuck off and come back with a warrant or I’ll call the police.” Taking my phone out of my back pocket, I held it up in front of them. “But just so we’re clear. There are no girls here, let alone a criminal.” I lied easily. It wasn’t fully a lie. Sure there was a girl here but she wasn’t a criminal. I think. “Shall I call the police?” Both of them took a step back. At that moment Mrs. Beckstrom, who lives in the neighboring apartment, opened her front door, holding Heracles, her yappy lapdog. “Hello, Lorenzo,” she called. Bless you, Mrs. Beckstrom. “Very well, Mr. Moretti.” “We shall be back with a warrant.” He turned on his heel, jerked his head at his colleague, and they brushed past Mrs. Beckstrom on their way toward the stairs. She glared at them, then smiled at me. “Good afternoon, Mrs. B.,” I said with a wave, and close the door. How the hell did those th