9
We turned away from the c*****e and shuffled down the alley. Our route took us behind the apartment building, but there was a back door. We slipped through there and struggled up the stairs.
"Damn. I wish this place had an elevator," Red murmured.
"You and me both," I agreed as I readjusted his arm. He was heavier than that Mortale guy.
We reached the fourth floor and were met by Ben. He grinned at us until his eyes fell on Red's shirt. The man gaped and pointed at the stain.
"What happened there?" he asked us.
"A little accident," I replied as we pushed past him to the last flight.
"That looks bad," he commented.
"Just some fun with ketchup that got out of hand," Red assured him.
The fifth floor was empty. We slipped into our apartment and I set Red down on the couch. H
