On the way upstairs, I rehearsed a script in my mind, preparing to confront her as soon as I entered the room. Regardless of whether she had any ulterior motives or not, I had to state my position first.
As soon as I opened the door, I was dumbfounded.
My mom and my younger brother were sitting on the sofa. Their dark shirts were covered in rural dust and the wind. and sand from the journey.
After Eileen exclaimed, she was about to call the police.
I quickly stopped her, saying that these two were my family members.
"Oh, you must be Miss Solomon. Scarlett told me that she had a roommate. We have something to discuss with Scarlett. Sorry for bothering you. " Mother bowed and stood up, showing a pleasing smile.
I asked, "How did you get in?"
"The key was under the carpet. I found it as soon as I touched it," said my little brother, Jack, proudly, showing no signs of guilt for his unreasonable intrusion.
I didn't have the habit of putting the keys under the carpet. It was Eileen who put them there.
Eileen glanced at them thoughtfully, saying, "You guys go ahead with your talk." Then she went into her room.
"What's the matter?"