Dante walked into the living room and glanced at his wristwatch. It was just few minutes to 7pm and Mireille should be ready by now.

She was not in the living room, however and Dante could not help but think for a moment, that she was avoiding him.

He brushed the thoughts away and climbed up the stairs. He walked over to her door and opened it up, using his finger print.

He pushed the door open and stopped right by the door when he realised that Mireille was not ready or ...