"I know, Sophie, I'm a little freaked out, too. But come on, it's a pretty old house, and old houses make noise sometimes. Besides," you smile at her, "The huge party we're going to have with these profits is way gonna be worth it."

She smiles back, though a little uneasy. "Well, if you say so. Just, where is that girl? We've been waiting forever."

Just then, the door the girl left from slowly opens...

You turn sharply and in the doorway is a man. He is very handsome, tall with slicked back black hair. He smiles at the two of you.

"Uh, hi," Sophie stammers. "We're, uh, the cleaners that were called in. Um, the girl who let us in has been gone for a while, so..."

"I'm so sorry. I'm Mr. Alexander, the owner of the house." The man's voice is deep and rich. "Come with me." He motions for you to follow him through the doorway he is standing by. The two of you follow him into the living room and through there into a study.