“In that case, be careful," Maggie replied.

“Alright, I'm off."

Once Rosalynn departed, Maggie Listened intently as her footsteps faded away downstairs. She then closed the door and prepared to freshen up in the bathroom.

But just as she was about to enter the bedroom to change, a knock echoed through the door.

Maggie blinked, thinking that Rosalynn might have left something behind.

With a smile, she approached the door and opened it, inquiring, “Rosalynn, did you forget something?"

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To Maggie's surprise, it wasn't Rosalynn standing at the door but four unfamiliar men.

Maggie felt a wave of caution and asked warily, “Who are you looking for?"

The leader, a man in his thirties with a menacing expression, scanned Maggie from head to toe and inquired, "You're Maggie Shear, right?"

“I am. And who might you be?" Maggie questioned.

The leader evaded her question and continued, “Do you know Jeffry Gray?"

Jeffry?

Maggie's confusion deepened, but she nodded nonetheless.

"Yes, I do. What's the matter?"

“That's right. Let us come inside," the man demanded.

Sensing danger, Maggie wanted to shut the door.

"I don't know you. Let's discuss this tomorrow."

Before she could fully close the door, it was forcefully pushed open.

The four men barged in.

Maggie's face drained of color as she instinctively stepped back, panic overtaking her.

"Who are you? What do you want?"