The Woman From Hell

Just as I was searching, I suddenly heard a sound coming from downstairs.

Brows furrowed, I went downstairs. The main door was open, and there was someone slapping it and shouting outside, "Does a Wanda Lane live here? Please open the door. I have something to speak to you about." Who was it?

I moved forward cautiously. Fortunately, the door was still intact. That person probably would not trespass into the house. Perhaps if I kept quiet, they would think that no one was home and would leave on their own. Thinking this, I kept quiet and made sure my movement was light as I was afraid that the people outside might hear me.

"Stop pretending. I know you're in there. Come out!"

The slapping and calling made my heartbeat quicken. It was as if my heart would beat out of my chest.

My heart shook every time the person struck the door.

Just who was it?

I tiptoed to the patio, the surrounding flowers shaking slightly because of the slaps on the door.

I wanted to see who was knocking on the door through the peephole, but before I managed to get close, the deafening knocking and shouting made me flinch.

out here, Wanda Lane! Or

tell that it was a strong, built man without seeing who it was. Judging from the footsteps and the smacks on the door, he was not the only one there but the

had just negotiated with Delia for a one-month period, so it probably was not her who

deliberation, this was the only

knocking so long. That means she's definitely not back yet. Why don't you guys

said, the tough voice yelled at them, "Don't meddle in other people's business, or I'll teach

windows one by one to wisely protect themselves. "Wanda Lane, I'm going to count to ten. If you don't come out, I'll kick the

and the beginning of the

the door leading to it

my chest. The person had already counted to seven and

on the glass in front of the door. When the countdown reached nine, a clear voice rang out all of a sudden, "Hey! What are you guys doing at other people's doors? Throwing out harassment and threats? I've already called the police.

The voice sounded young.

yourself lucky. Let's

sounded like he was leading his subordinates