““in?’ ‘I’ve got a key. Thanks.’ ‘No problem.’ Archer pushed open the gate as the guy returned his attention to the grill and walked towards the front door. He slid one of the two keys in the lock and twisted, pushing the door open and shutting it behind him. Inside, it was quiet. The sounds of birdsong from the trees and sizzling meat from the grill were suddenly gone. He moved up the stairs, past the second floor, and continued up to arrive outside the door to the third floor apartment. He took the second key and slid it into the lock. It fitted. This was the place. Archer paused. Then””
