Startled, Alessa jumped up and immediately realized that it was a fat rat. In this kind of place, there must be many mice and rats.
"Bang!” Alessa took off one of her shoes and killed the rat.
Probably because it had eaten so well that its blood gushed out like a stream, soiled the floor and spilled onto Donna's trousers!
Frowning at the blood stains, Alessa was about to call the woman in to clean them up when an idea suddenly came to her.
"What’s up, Alessa?” Donna asked, curious, seeing her strange face.
This rat blood… gave Alessa a new idea.
*
The first light of the morning caught the Sterling’s house.
On the sofa, Brian, who had not slept all night, was still looking cold and serious, waiting for the report on progress from the police station.
Old Sterling was worried about A
