It was a night of the week when Gus did not have his assistant there. He had to admit he missed the girl, but it was not hard to do things on his own, he had been doing it for decades. After finishing the work temporarily, he stepped out to take out his refuse, he liked keeping things neat and clean. It was important in his career as well as for his own health. He tilted his head as he thought he heard someone. He adjusted his glasses and blinked.

"Is someone out there? If you're hungry I was just about to make some dinner. I would be happy to bring you some food." He turned to walk slowly back into the house.