***
Jay got off the elevator and made his way to his apartment. He unlocked the door and walked into his apartment. He quickly ran to his office and grabbed his notebook, tape recorder, and his lucky pen. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the business card Lecter had given him. Jay's eyes suddenly opened wide with horror. The card read:
Kevin Krendler
14524 Michigan Ave.
Apt. 1012
Chicago, IL 60612
"Oh shit!" exclaimed Jay. He threw his notebook and tape recorder into his bag and quickly ran from the apartment.
***
Jay ran up the steps to the train platform. He threw his train token into the booth and jumped over the turnstile.
The train was just coming into the station. Jay ran right through the doors and collapsed into one of the seats.
"What are you in such a hurry for?" asked the person seated next to him.
"Hannibal Lecter is about to eat one of my co-workers," replied Jay, out of breath.
"Damn kids, so friggin' sarcastic" muttered the passenger, under his breath.
***
Lecter walked through the door to the apartment, carrying a couple of grocery bags. He kicked the door shut and went straight for the kitchen. He started pulling out various groceries, including fava beans, and a nice bottle of Chianti.
Lecter walked over to the knife block, and pulled out a large, sharp kitchen knife. He tapped the point with the tip of his finger. Feeling satisfied, he slowly made his way to the bedroom.
***
Jay ran through the doors of Kevin's apartment building.
"Wait! Stop!" yelled the security guard at the desk.
"WHAT?!" exclaimed a rather panicked Jay.
"What apartment are you going to?" asked the Security Guard.
"1012" replied Jay, slightly calmer.
"Are you expected?" asked the Security Guard.
"Yes."
"Okay then. Well, slow down," replied the Security guard, returning to his desk.
Jay made his way to the elevators.
***
Jay got off the elevator and made his way to his apartment. He unlocked the door and walked into his apartment. He quickly ran to his office and grabbed his notebook, tape recorder, and his lucky pen. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the business card Lecter had given him. Jay's eyes suddenly opened wide with horror. The card read:
Kevin Krendler
14524 Michigan Ave.
Apt. 1012
Chicago, IL 60612
"Oh shit!" exclaimed Jay. He threw his notebook and tape recorder into his bag and quickly ran from the apartment.
***
Jay ran up the steps to the train platform. He threw his train token into the booth and jumped over the turnstile.
The train was just coming into the station. Jay ran right through the doors and collapsed into one of the seats.
"What are you in such a hurry for?" asked the person seated next to him.
"Hannibal Lecter is about to eat one of my co-workers," replied Jay, out of breath.
"Damn kids, so friggin' sarcastic" muttered the passenger, under his breath.
***
Lecter walked through the door to the apartment, carrying a couple of grocery bags. He kicked the door shut and went straight for the kitchen. He started pulling out various groceries, including fava beans, and a nice bottle of Chianti.
Lecter walked over to the knife block, and pulled out a large, sharp kitchen knife. He tapped the point with the tip of his finger. Feeling satisfied, he slowly made his way to the bedroom.
***
Jay ran through the doors of Kevin's apartment building.
"Wait! Stop!" yelled the security guard at the desk.
"WHAT?!" exclaimed a rather panicked Jay.
"What apartment are you going to?" asked the Security Guard.
"1012" replied Jay, slightly calmer.
"Are you expected?" asked the Security Guard.
"Yes."
"Okay then. Well, slow down," replied the Security guard, returning to his desk.
Jay made his way to the elevators.
***