Jacob walked up to the large 2-story black house in a state of a lot of confusion.
Yesterday, he had found a check on his doorstep for about 500$ from someone named “Ms. Galatea”.
Alongside it was a small note saying to come to this specific address to recieve 10x the amount of money all just for “lifting some supplies to my car”
This was obviously quite suspicious to Jacob, but he was just desperate enough to investigate this for some quick cash. Not to mention he was also quite heavy-set and buff, and couldn’t be beaten so easily in a fight.
He knocked on the old, wooden door of the house. Without hearing a single footstep, a woman answered the door.
She was wearing a bright red pantsuit. She was blonde, and she looked to be in her late 40s, although definitely not less attractive for it.
“Hello! Jacob, right? I’m Ms. Galatea. I saw that you’re a good man for this job on your Facebook.”
“Yeah but why did yo-” he said before being interrupted by the woman’s hands stroking the side of his face.