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the first place to look.
    “But—”
    “No buts. I’m going in. Just keep an eye on things out here, and let me know if anybody’s coming.” I breathed deep. After Carrie had gotten information on him, I’d visited the house last night when Tristan was in his book store and I’d found it was pretty easy to get in.
    “Take care,” she replied.
    I looked around; it was a perfect late afternoon. No one was on the streets and even the neighbors’ houses were up for sale. So nobody was watching me. A perfect time to break in.
    I looked at his house. He really had great taste in architecture—or at least whoever had built it did. . The house was small, but aesthetically built. It was a two-story house with a small pool in the backyard and a beautiful green garden in the front yard. The yard was protected by stone walls; even the outer walls of the house were built with stones, giving it an old, classy look. I was sure that the house would look great on the inside as well. Someone must have spent months thinking about the design.
    I quickly crossed the road and jumped inside the garden. For this adventure, I had dressed in my tight track pants and a sweatshirt with a hood to hide myself from anyone who might be around. I showed a thumbs up to Carrie looking at me and walked around to the back yard. While looking at his house yesterday, I had found a window open on the back and I could easily get inside through it.
    After a minute of effort to open the window, I was quickly inside the house. I landed in an exercise room. Various exercise equipment were lined against the walls. A treadmill, a punching bag, a pull up bar fitted in the opposite wall and lots of weights filled the room. I touched the treadmill. I felt a thin layer of dust on it; he must not have used it in a while. Only the punching bag had no dust, like it was used regularly.
    I walked out of the room and found myself in a hallway. I moved further on, into a beautiful living room. The room had one big window showing the outside garden, and one wall hosted a big, flat screen TV surrounded by two bonsai trees, and the wall was textured in a nice, light red color from behind. A beautiful six seated sofa was placed in front of the TV and it looked comfy. Then, the most beautiful thing caught my eye: a wall made up of a big fish tank.
    Lots of colorful fish swam around the huge water tank. I couldn’t control myself and watched them playing around for few minutes.
    I was snapped out of my meditation by a sound, the sound of a key in the latch. Somebody was opening the door. Fuck, why didn’t Carrie tell me? I was stuck like a fool. I ran back to the exercise room and opened the window, but it was jammed. Holy shit. My heartbeat went into overdrive. You are screwed big time, Nikki. I had no logical reason to be in his home. What if he calls the cops? Dammit, what should I do now?
    I peeked in the hall. Nobody was there; he must have gone to his bedroom. Slowly, without making any sound, I started sneaking to the front door. If I could get to the door, I could run to the car and get the hell out of here with Carrie. He wouldn’t even recognize me. But destiny had decided to cause trouble that day. I was halfway in the hall, and a door opened from behind the fish wall.
    Tristan was standing behind the wall, wearing only his shorts. His bare body was right in front of me. I was frozen. I couldn’t move. I am dead and he will just call the cops. Why the hell did I come to his house? Carrie was right; I am an idiot.
    I cursed myself a thousand times in those few seconds; still, I couldn’t get a grip. My heart was racing with the speed of a bullet train. It felt as if it might jump out of my rib cage. He started walking towards the common door; I ran back to the exercise room.
    I stood near the door of a closet in the exercise room. I was all ears, listening for his sound. His footsteps stopped somewhere in the hall and then they became clearer; he was heading to