Once she got back to the apartment, Seraphina's moving adventure officially kicked off.
All the stuff Abbot had people buy were still down in the lobby. Only after Seraphina returned did the hauling upstairs begin.
Aside from Abbot, there were two bodyguards with Seraphina, but she wouldn't let them lend a hand. She hoisted those boxes up the stairs herself, one box at a time.
It was peak time for the people living here to come home, and Seraphina, going up and down in the elevator with her stuff, naturally bumped into a lot of them.
Although city folks nowadays tend to be pretty aloof, most were willing to exchange a word or two with a lady as good-looking and warm as Seraphina.
So, she spent the evening recycling a few phrases—
"I just moved in. I'll be working around here."
"I'm taking over my sister's lease. 702. The place is not half bad."
"My sister used to live in 702, for about three months. Have you seen her? We're like two peas in a pod!"
After hauling up dozens of boxes, Seraphina had met over twenty people. But none of them had seen the previous tenant of 702.
A few did recall seeing caregivers and helpers coming in and out of 702, but none of them were locals.
So, Seraphina did glean some useful info: there were caregivers and helpers in the apartment, which meant the person living there for those three months was likely someone needs help.
Given the lack of sightings of the tenant, it's fair to guess that the person must have been seriously ill.
Once the apartment quieted down, Seraphina retreated to her room, pulled up a photo of a restaurant on her laptop, and studied it intently.
In the photo, the woman who looked a lot like Sandra had her eyes obscured by a duckbill hat, but her lips and jawline looked stiff.
Bowen, sitting next to her, seemed to be quite tender, portioning food onto her plate. The woman, however, wore a cold expression void of any sweetness or tenderness.
Seraphina stared at the photo for a long time, until her phone rang, snapping her out of it.
She picked up her phone. It was a video call from Andrea.
Seraphina took the call, and Andrea and Valerio's faces popped up on the screen.
Valerio waved excitedly at Seraphina, but his smile quickly faded, and his eyes lost their sparkle.
Andrea ruffled his hair and said, "We just got out of the airport, now we're taking Valerio home."
Then she spotted the background behind Seraphina, "Where are you?"
"Moonhaven," Seraphina answered nonchalantly, "In an apartment that's supposedly haunted."
Andrea, used to Seraphina's blunt style, was calm. She simply said, "It's late over there. Get some rest. Deal with things tomorrow."
"Sure," Seraphina replied, "As long as you guys are safe, I'm good. I'm gonna go to bed now."
Even though she said that, she stayed put in front of her computer after hanging up and continued to gaze at the photo on the screen.
Meanwhile, in Sunburst City.
On the way to the city from the airport, Keen made two phone calls then turned to Andrea, "Ms. Martin, we'll drop you off at home first, then I'll take Valerio straight to the Reynolds Group. Mr. Reynolds hasn't seen him in a while. They should have a good time together this afternoon."
Andrea thought for a moment and replied, "No need to drop me off first. Let's go to the Reynolds Group. I'll bring him to his dad and then leave."
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