<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #FFFF00">"I really hope not"</span>, Cassandra replied, her eyes wide. The idea that the person who had left the house could be a criminal was not a comfortable one. The thought that ran through Cassandra's mind was the same that had gone through Blake's. <br/><br/>About to say something, Cass interrupted herself when the knocks sounded on the door. Exchanging a glance with Blake, Cassandra accepted following Sarah. The woman seemed nice enough, but there was something off. Like there was something she was hiding.<br/><br/>Shrugging it off, Cassandra focused on what the woman had to say. It felt a little uneasy to go downstairs to the basement, but Cassandra followed anyway. <br/><br/>What she saw down there was the last thing she expected. Honestly, Cassandra had expected the basement to be filled with old items, clothes chests and things of the sort. But that actually looked... nice. And interesting.<br/><br/>As the woman spoke, Cassandra also looked around. It looked pretty nice and well kept, actually. It just needed a basically clean up and to be stocked. That could be arranged easily.<br/><br/>When Sarah spoke about a <span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">wife-free zone</span></span>, Cassandra chuckled. <span style="color: #FFFF00">"If he wants one, I can decide the bed is a husband-free zone"</span>, she joked for a moment. When Blake questioned the agent, Cassandra frowned.<br/><br/>That feeling of something wrong again. Well, she would do some research later. But the house looked really nice, and the surroundings were safe. How bad could it be?<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF00">"Thank you, Sarah"</span>, she finally spoke up. <span style="color: #FFFF00">"The house is really great. Blake and I just need to make sure we won't go bankrupt paying for it, and we'll get back to you"</span>, she stated. The woman looked at both of them for a moment, and then back at Blake. <span style="color: #FF80FF">"Is that all right with you, Mr. Lachelle?"</span>, she asked, almost in a disapproving intonation.</div>