Mistaken Identity

It took ten minutes for us too reach my apartment and when we did he parked outside the small building then we exit the car. We made our way to the entrance of my apartment building. After entering we our way to the small elevator that can only hold only three passangers per trip. It's not like they were rich people living in the building because all of us in the building had financal problems. Some of the tenants were struggling entrepreneurs, Ms. Ked for example, she owns a book store. Not everyone is interested in buying Hardcopy of books now, everyone or most persons have electronic means to get and read a book.

After the elevator stop at my floor, I exit it and walked to my apartment down the hall. I opened the door and enter, Mr. Carter followed suit close behind me. I pulled out my key and insert it in the lock, five second later, the door open. I pushed it and as usual, was greeted my dog, Grey.

"Hey, baby. Did you miss me today?" I said in doggy voice and bent down to pat my brown coated dog. I heard Mr. Carter clearing his throat I look up to see him staring at me. I had totally about forgotten him. If I wasn't so caught in the love my dog and I shared, maybe I would remember that a man of status was behind me.

I still didn't quite understand what Mr. Ryan said when he meant by man of status. Was Mr. Carter someone very important to America? He looked important but not that important. What did Mr. Ryan mean?

I stand up from the embarrassing position. I opened the door wider so he can enter my tiny apartment.

"You live here?" Carter said as he entered my apartment. His face showed the signs of dislike to my little place call home.

"No, I visit my dog and cat here every day." I said in a sarcastic tone.

made me smile. Mr. Rich guy has a sense

heard my cat purr and I turned my attention to the floor where my cat was rubbing against my

purring, I smiled. She must be hungry. I moved away from the door and closed it behind me. I turned to my visitor "You can have a seat," I said and

I saw him made his way to my couch and sat. I turned around and made my way

spot and look as Carter pat my dog who was suppose to be 100% dedicated to me. Yes, I'm jealous,

seems like hours, until his

can confirm your identity

rubbing my dog. I went in front of the two who seem like lost lovers and break their connection. "Here," I handed him my life documents, everything. He took his hands off my dog and accepted the documents. I turned to my dog and gave him the look, he groans. I smiled internally,

Weird.

being someone's strength but to be honest he's the only one who hasn't left my life. He was the