Amara looked away from the house. She was parked in the motorcycle lot. She cannot take a taxi to her destination since there's no one. She simply paid the old driver a large sum of money to rent him the entire ground floor for the day.

She could clearly see the cement and wood house from her vantage point. There are dead roses and plants in the yard, as well as numerous weeds. She would have liked to go inside and see what was inside, but doing so might have hastened her death. Despite the fact that she knew who lived there.

"I noticed you were looking at Ka Brusko's...