Chapitre 102: Whip and salt

The Warden's shift ended and he drove back to his house. He lived in the heart of the city with his wife and two kids. As he inserted the password of his house, he entered inside to find the living room deadly dark. He called out for his wife and children but no one replied. He checked the living room where his wife would usually be waiting for him and he got anxious about not finding her there. 

He quickly switched on the lights and found a woman sitting on his couch in a majestic posture sipping on tea. Even in dim light, she looked majestic but absurd wearing the fancy long red fur coat. 

"Knock. Knock, " She grinned at him and sipped the tea in one go. Beside him was standing a man who would rather be anywhere but here at this moment. However, who cared about his opinion?

"Who are you and what are you doing at my house?" Warden looked at the woman dressed in red like the colour of blood and asked. He pointed his gun at her.