Chapter 742: New Eggs

As dawn broke, a semblance of normalcy replaced the grim tableau of the previous night.

June and Erik cleaned the bathroom and disposed of Terrence's body. They returned the apartment to its original state.

Erik and June found themselves in the kitchen, their bodies craving sustenance after the arduous task.

The fridge was a sad representation of the life Terrence lived. Terrence had filled it with alcohol and had little food within.

It seemed the man preferred liquid sustenance over solid meals. They scrounged up enough food to sate their hunger.

They feasted on leftover pasta, cold cuts, and a few slices of stale bread. The meal was far from gourmet, but after the grueling night, it tasted like a feast.

Erik reached for a bottle of whiskey, his hand pausing mid-air. He glanced at June, who shrugged in response. With a sigh, Erik grabbed the bottle and poured two glasses.