The radio boomed throughout the small apartment. Filling the dull bedroom with upbeat pop music. A hand reached up from under the duvet, slapping down on the alarm clock until it quietened down. Moments later, a man emerged from the bed, heading to the bathroom to wash and dress for the day ahead of him.<br/><br/>Noah came out of the bathroom 20 minutes later, dressed in a smart grey suit with a black shirt and blue tie. He looked in the corner of the room at a packed suitcase before eyes searched around for anything he might have forgotten. He was moving into a clients house today, something he'd never done in his career before. Normally he wouldn't take such a job, but this apartment had haunted him for the last 3 years and he was happy to see the back of it.<br/><br/>This was where he and his now ex-wife lived before they moved into a 3-bed house in the suburbs. After the divorce, Lucy took their homely house and Noah was back to this place. It always seemed dead after that. Just a place to sleep and eat between shifts at his office.<br/><br/>He walked over to his desk, a perfect pile of paper was carefully placed to be in line with the edge of his desk. He picked up the top sheet - a list of things he needed to take with him. Everything had a tick next to it, so he couldn't have forgotten anything. It was only a half an hour drive if he did, anyway.<br/><br/>He pulled the suitcase out of his bedroom into the kitchen area of the apartment. He stopped to make some toast for himself, not wanting to turn up hungry. He was too professional for that.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">----</div><br/><br/>At 7.30 the 30 year old was out of the door and heading to his car. He would arrive at 8 on the dot, provided traffic was normal.<br/><br/>When he pulled up into the drive, his mouth dropped a little. The house was stunning, he could only imagine the price of something this large. He shook his head, he shouldn't ogle at his clients house. He parked his car outside the house, deciding he would ask where he should leave it when he got inside.<br/><br/>He moved the rear-view mirror to take a look at himself. He ran his hand through his tousled, wavy hair in an attempt to neaten it up before getting out of the car and walking up to the front door.<br/><br/>He rang the doorbell, before giving 3 consistent knocks.