บท 115: That Would Make Me Your Grandmother

"I said who are you and how did you get past the doorman?" Brandon demanded again.

The man standing in front of the door wordlessly moved away, revealing the woman who stood behind him. She was a petite, middle aged woman who stared calmly at him as if curious about him.

"You may leave now Jonathan." The woman instructed the man who turned and left.

Brandon watched as the man turned away and left, then he turned to see the woman quietly examining him. "Aren't you going to invite me in?" She asked. "At my age, i don't have the fortitude to stand for too long and thanks to your refusal I have been standing for a while."

Brandon shifted uncomfortably at the woman's soft scolding. He did not want to let the strange old woman in, but she looked like a harmless little lady, what harm could she possibly cause?