I hope it is ok when I put up the next chapter as quickly as possible, cause I have my exams on the next two days. Don't want anyone to lose interest! x :)

Chapter Two

They had recently moved into the apartment & were quite surprised & relieved to find a cheap but excellent location accommodation. The landlord had informed them that they wouldn't even have to move their furniture & belongings from the old house because he, apparently, was also a removalist.

It was a lovely warm evening when the family of three started on their routine supper. Their five year old daughter was jumping excitedly in her chair when suddenly the door of their apartment burst open, followed by a shrill scream.

Chris was chewing on his nails. Childhood problem. But he only chewed his nails when he was nervous. And taking the recent events in account, he had to be nervous.

He had had many tenants. Unruly, unkempt, too smart, accountant types, dumb idiots. But he certainly had never had a lovelier tenant than Molly Hooper. He knew she would have to move out someday, but he had vowed that he would try his best to make her stay by reducing the rent. Atleast his apartment would be in safe hands.

But when he had received an anonymous call, to let out the apartment to another family, he had to. He had tried his best to know what it was all about, but being a coward, he avoided questions. He was instructed every move, including the furniture removing dialogue, & he did as he was told. A removalist company came to his apartment within minutes of the call & took all the furniture of his poor tenant away, God knows where.

Now I just have to wait - there was a loud scream & he jumped up - Molly.

The woman inside Molly's apartment, quickly pulled her daughter in her arms & took a step away from the door. The man, however, stared at Molly quizzically.

"Excuse me? Is everything alright?", he frowned at her but then his eyes widened, "How did you open the door….?"

"Because this is my apartment!", Molly screamed again, "Get out."

"I'm sorry? But we just moved in & you should take this to Mr. Chris…", he quickly made his way to the door & slammed it shut in her face before adjusting the security bolts & chains in their place.

Chris, being a large man, reached the fourth floor by stairs, out of breath & coughing.

"Molly!", he faked a smile at her.

"Chris, what is happening? Why did you let them move in my flat? If you had to throw me out, you could've given me a notice before! Now where am I going to go? And where is my stuff? Where is Toby?", she scowled & approached him menacingly. She knew who was behind all the drama, but she had to vent out her anger on someone.

"But y-you moved out i-in the afternoon…", he stammered unconvincingly, earning a glare from Molly, "Look here, Molly. I just got an anonymous call to get another family this unit & to help them move in their stuff, while…they took yours I don't know where…", he had started chewing his nails again. When did that happen?

"Who took it? You just let them take it? Why didn't you tell me!", she screamed in his face.

"I did as I was told to do", he gulped & took a step back, "I think it's about time that you leave. It's getting dark & you have to look for a place to stay. Goodnight Molly."

He quickly stomped his way down the stairs, into his apartment & slammed the door shut.

Molly just stood there, staring after him. It took her few seconds to pull her phone out of her bag & scroll through the contact list. She pressed the name on the screen & pressed the dial option.

"Hi, Mary! I need your help."

Ooooo ok, I don't know where this will go, Lol. I'll update soon though. See you then. x :)