Chapter Hundred And Sixteen: A Threat By The Door

“There is no one here,” she said as soon as she opened the door. She stepped out onto the porch and looked around for a while. “What is this?” She said, bending over as she picked up something from a corner of the ground. “What's that?” I asked, moving closer to find a small envelope in her grip. “I don't know, like an envelope, and it is sealed but not named or anything.” “Could be for Evans; he has been receiving parcels like this for a while now. He found these sites where he can get some equipment, and they send them like this.” “Oh, for some reason, I thought it was like some spy or perhaps a trap,” She giggled. “Angela, you think too much,” I received the parcel and scanned the area for a while before shutting the door. “Do you want to open it?” “No, of course not. That would be invading privacy, wouldn't it?” “Yeah, sure. I have a business meeting in a few minutes, and the more I stay, the more likely I am to lose the client. So I will be going now,” Angela said, lo