Chapter Thirty-One | Jackson

I eye my watch, smiling at the divine accuracy - 8 o’clock on the dot. Alexander walks down the sidewalk, leaving his apartment completely compromised. This means things are going according to plan in the best way.

Once the man is out of sight, I make my way across the street and into the familiar building, eyeing the registry on the way in.

Alexander Woods... Apartment 34B.

I step into the quaint elevator, smiling at an attractive woman who passes me on her way out. Must be nice living in the same building as her.

I shake the thought and step out of the elevator when it reaches the correct floor, making my way down the hall until I’m staring at the desired apartment. You may be wondering how I plan on breaking in, but I already have that figured out. I reach into my pocket, grabbing the paper clip and wiggling it through the keyhole. After a few twists and turns, I push the door and magically, it opens.