In the drak night Paul crossed the street to the right , pole's light doesn't reaching the place he his standing, with light footsteps he closed the distance between him and 6 feet brick wall, he tried to look inside rising his head and ankle to the limit, sadly he only caught the glimpse of faint yellow light from two houses, but no one was outside , finally he looked left and right for last check, just to be sure that no one was coming, the street is silent and felt like dark abyss at same time, to his left he could see blurly that few cars are passing , to his right, there's bike parked outside someone's house entrance gate, next to the pole, checking that there's no one, he grabbed the top of the wall with both of his hands and jumbed slightly, his right leg reached the top of the wall ,next he lifted himself-up and he is at top of the wall, and just as quickly as he've the reached top with more then two times speed he jumbed from wall to the other side, next he walked towards the Liam's place, Paul had remembered that it was right side , and he could see that from middle two houses faint yellow light coming in, left side house was dark maybe the owner hadn't yet arrived to his villa.
He walked slowly, trying not make any sounds and inwardly he thanked the people living here or the owner of this whole rental place, whoever had cut bushes near the wall, if there's bushes growing there then Paul had made himself dirty, so he thanked them.
As he reached the place he heard faint sounds from left side house, two mens chatting about their lose of fate, around twenty-five he thought, he checked the door it was locked with simple lock, he took out two small steel wires from back of his Jean's pocket, bent his kness slightly and tried to unlock it , he is trying his best to not make any noise , after trying for fifteen seconds, the lock is opened with light sound of " kacuchk " he can do nothing about this, he tossed the wire and opened the door with slight sound of "creek".
And of course inside was filled with darkness, he quickly took out his smartphone from front of his Jean's pocket, turned the flash on, and search the rooms's wall to turn on switch of this room, he first turned to his right because it was the right thing to do, but he couldn't found it, there's only the very old cheap filled with dirt wall clock was hanging, maybe right isn't always the right choice, he looked to his left side and he could slightly see the white switch -board, he took three samall steps lightly and taped the switch one by one from left to right, when he tapped first switch and looked around the room nothing changed, he tapped the next switch and looked around, and there's a change, white light was coming from the right corner, he turned of that switch, he tapped the next, and just he was about trun around if anything had changed he heard the sound, from the up-to his head and quickly guessed that it was the sound of ceiling fan, he turned off that quickly, and finally it was the last switch, it was hundred percent sure that this it was the room's light switch, maybe if someone was here in place of Paul they would felt little irritated by now but Paul was patience man in this line of work, he tapped the final switch and turned around but nothing changed again " Wha.. " As he is about cruse the owner of this place when white light filled the room, and the cruse went back, to the mind abyss .
And he quickly started his search, the main living room is average ,it's not big but not to small ethier, wall's are painted in sky blue color but maybe because of the passage of time or not cleaning the room properly it had gotten dark and black marks appearing on them, to the Paul's left side wall there's a wooden bed ,simple and cheap, and looks new, Paul noticed it because , when he lift bedsheets up and down the bed was clean, and of course he couldn't found anything too.
Next went he went for the table, there's few books laying there, thoo Paul wasn't fond of reading books, he grabbed one of the book, turned the pages first slowly and few seconds later he slide all the pages, he checked the other two books as well but found nothing, there's window In-front him, it was probably backside, he opened the window and let the natural air in and tried looking outside, to the down he noticed nothing but waste trash, to the left he noticed 6-7 bottles of beer it was probably from room next door , he stepped back his hand sliding on table rough surface , he thought maybe he'll check-out kitchen room next, but he suddenly stopped, and looked at the table, the marks on the table are probably from knife, he thought.
He carefully examine the marks, it's look like rectangular shape, roughly what could it be? He pushed aside the books there's 5-6 lines in zig-zag pattern, cutting eachother, Paul thought , maybe could it be map of streets or something he tried recalling the streets.
"Corsalis ? No... maybe subway? , then probably it's containers " he looked at the rectangle shape " Maybe boxes, are they shipping something ?,
With the "tch" he leaved the table and took two steps back looking at the lines, trying hard to recall but just then his eyes caught something else down the table there's a folded paper smaller then finger of one year baby, he bent down and picked up the paper and unfolded it, it was numbers - 23 25 38 49 49 66.
Paul thought for a second and looked at the other side of the paper and there are numbers too - 66 69 76 77 82 87 105 . Numbers are in ascending order small to big, "is it coordinates to some place ?" He thought "Doesn't look like it " he just stand there for a minute looking outside the window , thinking what could it be but he soon gave-up, he'll figure this out later.
He turned his head backwards and looked behind him, it was the door he just walked in , next he turned on the kitchen's room light and searched but he found nothing but wasted food and dishes , he checked the bathroom too just to be sure but couldn't find anything useful, but Paul wasn't angry or felt irritated because of this, why?
Because he knew that he wasn't going to find anything but just to be curious he wanted check-in, if cops or baldy's comrades have left anything for him, he checked the time in his smartphone, it's already ten minutes since he stepped inside this apartment, he thought it's time go and checked the other place, he turned off the lights closed the door silently, and went back to the streets just as he came in.
After walking for like ten - twelve minutes passing the streets intersections, stores that were still open, and streets lights, he reached his next place to visit, but he didn't directly went in . First he crossed the road and silently observe the scene unfolding in front him, the small bar had a black metal grill gate and the name of the place hanging above it " NIGHT LIGHT " in red color around the edges are in white , and blinking every two-three second, and in just front of the gate in right side stood a man around 26 Paul guessed, his head is almost trimmed, and one can barely see if he had any hair in head, his beard and mustache are also shaved clean, his black eyes scanning everyone who's going inside and exiting, also there's small cut mark in his forehead which looks very old , he is wearing dark-blue colored check shirt underneath brown color lether jacket, and blue color jeans which is scratched, Paul also observe the people who are going in and coming out.
After three - four minutes he crossed the street and walk towards the entrance gate of the bar, both of his hand on his hoodie's pocket face down and his head covered with hode, there's three people walking front him and he also trying to match their vibes, blending with them, the first man entered, second and third too but when it was Paul turn, the man extended his hand and blocked his way , of- course Paul didn't tried to push it through, because he knew what this guy was after , Paul took - out some cash and gave it to the hand which was blocking is way , the man took the cash and gave the way to Paul.