Mistaken Identity novel Chapter 5

It took ten minutes for us too reach my apartment and when we did he parked outside the small building then we exit the car. We made our way to the entrance of my apartment building. After entering we our way to the small elevator that can only hold only three passangers per trip. It's not like they were rich people living in the building because all of us in the building had financal problems. Some of the tenants were struggling entrepreneurs, Ms. Ked for example, she owns a book store. Not everyone is interested in buying Hardcopy of books now, everyone or most persons have electronic means to get and read a book.

After the elevator stop at my floor, I exit it and walked to my apartment down the hall. I opened the door and enter, Mr. Carter followed suit close behind me. I pulled out my key and insert it in the lock, five second later, the door open. I pushed it and as usual, was greeted my dog, Grey.

"Hey, baby. Did you miss me today?" I said in doggy voice and bent down to pat my brown coated dog. I heard Mr. Carter clearing his throat I look up to see him staring at me. I had totally about forgotten him. If I wasn't so caught in the love my dog and I shared, maybe I would remember that a man of status was behind me.

I still didn't quite understand what Mr. Ryan said when he meant by man of status. Was Mr. Carter someone very important to America? He looked important but not that important. What did Mr. Ryan mean?

I stand up from the embarrassing position. I opened the door wider so he can enter my tiny apartment.

"You live here?" Carter said as he entered my apartment. His face showed the signs of dislike to my little place call home.

"No, I visit my dog and cat here every day." I said in a sarcastic tone.

I saw him rolled his eyes and that made me smile. Mr. Rich guy has a sense of humor.

"Meow," I heard my cat purr and I turned my attention to the floor where my cat was rubbing against my feet.

"Hey, Spongy. How was your day," my cat continues purring, I smiled. She must be hungry. I moved away from the door and closed it behind me. I turned to my visitor "You can have a seat," I said and pointed to my couch.

He stand in front me contemplating if he should sit, then I saw him made his way to my couch and sat. I turned around and made my way to my kitchen. I took up my pet's dishes, place their food in it, and place the dishes back to the ground.

As I made my way back to my 'living room', I saw Carter patting Grey. I froze at my spot and look as Carter pat my dog who was suppose to be 100% dedicated to me. Yes, I'm jealous, that's my dog. Grey even looks as if he is enjoying the rub.