The apartment was beautiful, and the CCTVs his men had installed definitely did not do it justice.

But that was not what he was here for. Soon, Virus would be back from work. And then, Germ would strike.

He made sure that all the lights were off, then sat himself comfortably at the kitchen table.

He was facing the door, waiting. A predator, ready to attack his prey.

Then, the lock turned.