The old man spat on the ground, probably without thinking, because by the look on his face Gina could see how it dawned on him that he would be the one having to clean it up. This apperantly made him even more grumpy.<br/>"I know they are in there, she came home two days ago and hasn't left since. I've been keeping my eyes peeled, you know." He pulled out a key chain with a large number of keys and stood there, hesitating.<br/>"Are you cops, or what?" he asked. "You sure it's ok if I open the door?" Adam assured him that yes, they were cops, and no, he wouldn't get into trouble. The old man shrugged and unlocked the door, then stepping aside.<br/>"You better be carefull, offciers," the man warned them. "They are dead beats, they play in one of them rock n roll bands. He wears his hair to long, she wears it to short. It's disgracefull. Druggies the both of them, probably satanists too!"<br/>