In the middle of the night, Amber opened her eyes. They were not hazy but was alert, she didn't move and remained in her laying position. Another ten minutes passed before she finally sat up.
Her brows were furrowed, 'He was good, I only felt him when he was half way through in checking the things around the room. He didn't seem to be someone who likes to rob. He just seemed to be searching for something?'
She stood up and went out to get some drink. Checking the time it was already 2 in the morning. After serving herself with coffee she went and sat down in the sofa as she looked around.
Some things have slight changes in their position, if you don't have such splendid memory surely you wouldn't even notice that someone have gone through your things.
