Bishop |18+|

Ch.27

Alia

"Looks like it's gonna rain." Kiki muttered as she looked up at the grey void above, watching the clouds growing heavier and darker as the minutes passed. We both walked up the stairs to my complex before I unlocked the door and let her walk in.

"It's probably gonna be a hot summer then." I muttered, kicking the door shut before tossing my keys onto my counter as I walked in. "Hot, sweaty and humid."

"Yummy." Kiki grinned and almost expectingly, walks straight to my kitchen cupboard to grab a snack as I took out my USB from my bedroom. Sitting at the table, I connected the voice recording device to my laptop and began the uploading process. I know it's been only two days but I get serious home sickness, despite even staying in the comfort of Antonio's house. I'm sure he just misses me but I really do want to stay here in my house—don't get me wrong his house is gorgeous but mine is cozy.. like home.

My head turned to look out the window as the clouds swirled over the towering buildings before hearing the light sprinkle of droplets hitting the ground and pattering against the window. I quickly took out the cord connecting to the voice recorder before plugging in my USB to transfer the data. I may be a bit overreacting but the complete dependence on a work laptop is too high of a risk to keep one version of the recording on it. I had to stick with the old fashioned stick just in case.

Kiki was awfully quiet and I looked over, noticing her snacking on a packet of chips as she looked out the window.

"What are you looking at?" I chuckled, questioning Kiki's fixated gaze on whatever's outside the window.

"I think you've got new neighbours." She muttered softly, crunching on chips. I got a bit confused and stood up, walking over to glance over at the window. Pressing my face against it, I made out what she was looking at.

It was a black BMW, parked in the spot next to Kiki's car. The complex had assigned parking for each resident, completed with apartment numbers that paired with them. The BMW was stationed on parking spot 125, my next door neighbour.

Something itched my mind though. We've only just arrived at the apartment and neither of us saw it when we parked. The BMW was on and it was clearly just waiting.

It irked that the windows were dark enough to refrain me from seeing who's inside.

"I don't think he's a neighbour." I muttered. "125 is occupied."

Kiki narrowed her eyes at me and glanced back down at the car. It didn't even have a number plate, just pushing my mind to spiral into a deep hole of concerning thoughts. Maybe I'm just overreacting.

We both watched the car for a few minutes before the passenger door finally opened and from inside stepped out a man, clearly wearing a black long sleeve shirt. I watched as he fixed up his cuffs before giving a nod to what I assumed was the driver.

My eyes widened the second I caught a glimpse of a spark near his pants and that's when I realised—he carried a gun. The two men walked towards the building, just adding to the overwhelming apprehension of the whole situation.

"Kiki you don't think they could be—"
"Relax." Kiki reassured me and closed the blinds of the windows before turning to look at me. I saw her struggle as she took laboured breaths, clearly just as overwhelmed as me. "They could be visiting."