Chapter 132: At My Place

The paper crinkled in my hand as I stared at the eviction notice again. It wasn’t shock that hit me—not really. Just that slow, sinking confirmation that this shitty day had found one last way to kick me. I didn’t even go inside first. I turned on my heel and went straight to the landlord’s flat downstairs. If this old bat thinks he can wake up one morning and send me parking, then he really needs to think again. I pounded my fists on his door. “Mr Gremlin! It's Savannah!” I didn't stop knocking. I pressed my ear to the door, hearing some noise from the other side. It actually sounded like he was moving around. “Which Savannah?” I rolled my eyes, tapping my foot on the ground impatiently. “Savannah Hart! Your tenant.” “I'm coming.” He grumbled. Mr. Gremlin opened the door halfway, his gray hair sticking up like he’d just woken up. He was always in a stained undershirt and those same brown slippers. “Mr. Gremlin.” My voice came out flat. “What’s this supposed to mean?” I lifted the pape