First Capo: Athelo Brown

Chapter Twenty

What were the results?

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SAGE

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The rain was pouring heavily as soon as Sage came home after work. She was a little later after encountering some minor problems. But what's important is that she came home safely without a single scratch.

Though just wet all over.

It just so happens when during her walk home, the rain started to pour all of a sudden, giving no time for her to seek shelter as it came down heavily.

Her white t-shirt was sticking on her skin, revealing her slim upper figure and showing the thin black tank top she wore underneath the shirt. Clad in a skin-tight leggings, her feet were soaked under her socks. The feeling was sticky and uncomfortable. She couldn't wait to take a long steamy shower. 

Sage entered the vicinity, taking the stairs to avoid spreading her wet figure to others. She was sprinting fast during her steps. It makes one think of the danger she would possibly go through if she misses a step or worse, slips.  

But overall she managed to arrive at her apartment's floor safely. 

Her once straight black hair was forming into large clumps of hair strands due to the rain. Tiny droplets fall from the very tip of her hair and land on her wet shirt.  

Sage was drenched in rainwater, and to think that she had left her wallet and her phone in her workplace was a great decision; all she had with her was a key to her place. Thanks to Caspain warning her about the weather. Sage left her stuff for measurements mainly because she doesn't need them for tonight.  

She inserted her key but noticed that her door was already unlocked. Feeling alert she secured her key back and slowly opened her door. She noticed that her place was all lit up which made her even more wary of the intruder. However, when she took a step inside she noticed a large pair of shoes lying in the corner of her entrance. 

Knowing the familiar shoes she let her guard down and then analyzed her place to find the owner of the shoe. Seeing as no living subjects were in sight she pushed her shoes and then stripped her wet socks, placing them in a small bin beside her shoe rack. Drying her feet in a rag with a large welcome printed on it, she started to walk in a steady phase, searching for the culprit inside her small space. 

When she passed by her bathroom door, Sage then remembered something and decided to visit her bathroom first. She couldn't be bothered to turn on the light in the bathroom because she already memorized the structure of her bathroom. It wasn't big so it was easy to remember. 

Walking towards her sink, she looked down at the scattered items on the counter, and with one swift movement of her arm, all of those items were swooped to the side, shooting all of them into the trash. To not raise any suspicions, she removed her white t-shirt and threw it in the laundry basket. She closed the trashcan to prevent the culprit from knowing about it and then left the room with quiet and careful steps. 

She tries her best to prevent the person who's roaming around somewhere from discovering the horrible news.  

Sage entered her bedroom and to her surprise, no one was there. 

Feeling confused, she was about to leave her bedroom to look for him once again, but she was stopped when two large and strong hands wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a warm but tight embrace. The hold was warm, and the familiar minty and masculine scent filled her nose, thrills almost suffocating her.