A short while later, Stella Sterling returned, a key-like object in one hand and a bag in the other.
Basil Xavier then watched as Stella used that unknown object to easily open the door in front of him.
He realized something was off about the thing in her hand. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed, looking exactly like a master lock-picking tool he had seen on the black market before!
He glanced suspiciously at the woman before him.
'Isn't this her house?'
"Come on, let's go inside."
Stella Sterling said to him, then took Gordon Ford back from Basil and helped him into the house.
Basil Xavier followed her. As soon as he stepped inside, his brow furrowed deeply. Everything in the room—from the decor and ornaments to the shoes by the door—indicated that this was a man's home, definitely not the residence of the woman in front of him.
'So she just picked someone else's lock and is letting us stay here?'
Basil Xavier's expression turned a little strange.
