After closing the door, Liam didn't leave right away. Instead, he went into the guest room and checked through all the supplies he had.
He knew the medicine was valuable, and he was willing to trade for it, even if it meant giving up everything he had.
He couldn't take the risk.
He couldn't gamble on what would happen if Noah's wound continued to worsen.
Once he finished checking his supplies, Liam stepped out of the apartment.
He knew Suzy lived in the same building. He even knew she lived somewhere above him. But he didn't know exactly which unit.
So he searched floor by floor.
Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen.
All the way up to the twentieth floor.
By studying the faint traces of dust and movement in the hallway, Liam finally narrowed it down to the right place.
There were only two units on this floor. It had to be one of them.
He took a slow breath and raised his hand, knocking on the door.
He waited.
No response.
He knocked again, this time more firmly.
