Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Hello, Neighbor

There were three rapid knocks on the door.Perry stared blankly at the door, not sure if there was a knock at all, but he hoped he hadn't. "Dang", "Dang", "Dang", three more times. “Colombo Colombo Colombo Colombo” "Shut up!" Perry gritted his teeth and forced out two words, his jaw hurt from too much force, "It's not Colombo." "Hey, buddy!" came a deep baritone voice from outside, and he immediately recognized Al Turner from upstairs. "Can you stop barking? It's driving people crazy!" Al Turner was what you would call a blue-collar guy, doing things like auto repair.Although in his thirties, Al still likes to hang out with the boys all night, comparing each other's drinking capacity, so as to show his masculinity.

"Stop pretending, I know you're inside!" Al knocked three more times, he was clearly irritated.Perry could hear the displeasure in his voice. "Hey, are you okay? What's the matter?" "It's all right," Perry responded through the chained door, "I'm sorry I had a fight with someone on the phone." Perry was relieved by the brilliant lie.It sounds reasonable, no one would doubt it. Al stood outside the door and yelled, "Yeah? Your screaming down there is driving me crazy, you know?" In one fight after another with the triangle, Perry has been screaming and screaming with no qualms.

"kill him" He never realized he was making so much noise. "kill him" No wonder Al was complaining about him. "I'm sorry, Al," Perry said. "I promise to keep my voice down. Women are looking for trouble, you know." "Dude, open the door and let's talk, I won't eat you again." Al's voice sounded much calmer. "Oh, I just took a shower and I didn't wear anything. Thank you for coming to remind me, I will keep my voice down." "kill him" Perry heard the sound of Al's shoes leaving, and could feel his dissatisfaction.But Perry didn't intend to open the door to let Al see the blood all over the room.

"kill him" Triangle says "Kill him" over and over again.Perry hadn't heard them the first few times... maybe he didn't want to hear them at all. Perry lowered his voice and said, "Why should I kill him?" "He knows, he's a threat, kill him kill him" "He's not a threat!" Perry realized halfway through the sentence that the volume had turned up again, making "threat" sound several decibels lower. "He's my neighbor and lives upstairs." There was a buzzing noise that was sometimes shrill and sometimes indistinct.

Perry speculated that maybe they were analyzing the term "upstairs," or maybe they were talking about the layout of the building.Spending time with them all day, Perry is aware of their movements every step of the way. "Fool, he lives upstairs. Kill him. He knows. Kill him. He knows—" "Shut up!" Perry said calmly and firmly.He might be dying, but he wasn't going to hook Al up. "Get the hell out of here! Let me kill him? There's no way! The only people I want to kill are myself and the four of you, so save your saliva." There was another muffled din, longer this time.Perry smiled secretly.As if they were lovers, the triangle was thinking of the right words to avoid an argument.

"Fools don't kill us or kill ourselves we are doing our best to stop Colombo" Do your best to stop Colombo. Do your best to stop the soldiers. Did the people at Triangle Mobile Home Sales get the info?Maybe he should have called 911 a long time ago - so they could get the bastards out of him before he got entangled in this fangsed rattlesnake and took control of his lifeblood. Perry was exhausted. It was like an argument with a lover.When he quarreled with his girlfriend, anger and anxiety swirled through his head like leaves in an October storm.Such quarrels made him tired, like after sex, but he didn't want to sleep after sex, and he needed it after a fight.It's only 6:30pm, but he's sleepy already.

He walked into the bedroom and saw the blood stains on the sheets, so he didn't want to sleep there anymore.He grabs a clean T-shirt (Detroit Lions) and leaves, jumps to the bathroom, takes four painkillers, jumps to the couch, and collapses on a cotton pad. Soon, he fell asleep.