The interior design of Hansen and Peplinski's house were almost the same. Two of the very few differences were arrangement of decoration and the fireplace. The fireplace was used as a cupboard where utensils lay. He could have imagined better use of fireplace than it. Hansen was in socks because he had left his shoes inside his own house to avoid tramps. Without tramps, he could never be heard in darkness which the house was facing. Inspite of all his precautions, a bad step or a collision on a vase or something able to make noise could make him regret.

He had not given thought on those things even though he was aware of possible turn of events. He had positivity within him because all Hansen needed to do was shoot Deighan and run to the other state with his million. Maybe he would leave to Ohio or would stay somewhere in bank of Mississippi river after he had finished this work. He did not care if he was going to be blamed or not. His intention was just to end this altogether.

He was wearing a skiing mask and had surgical gloves on his hands. Whether it was gloves or not but he was feeling discomfort to hold his Glock 26. From the last day he had feeling of discomfort with it.

But it could be neglected. Those things were to be thrown in trash regardless. Even his pistol. He couldn’t even imagine of keeping an object associated with someone's murder.

He heard sound of motor. The noise drew nearer and nearer to the house. For a moment he thought it had gone past him but the engine stopped.

Then there was a thud of closing the door.

"Don’t kill him right here…kill him somewhere inside." His instincts told him which he couldn’t say no to.

Hansen hid behind a cupboard, being unable to identify which part of the house it was, in darkness. Hansen had already tampered the light switch so he had no fear of Deighan lighting the bulb.

He had anticipated Deighan would knock the door but he did not. He heard sound of keys and saw the door get unlocked. Moonlight passed from the door to other side of room, with a shadow of something resembling to slender man. He didn’t peek at the shadow for the second time.

Let him come closer…

The door was again locked but Hansen did not even look at Deighan. He was going to shoot him when he came near.

To his surprise, the tramps were lighter as the human figure approached in through darkness towards him. Out of nowhere, Hansen pulled out his gun and placed his gun on temple.

He heard a feminine yell.

He was not Deighan but was Elaine Peplinski - Stanley's wife.

At the time Hansen deduced who had been calling Stanley for the whole day. It was her and the last message was left by her which read:

Stanley! Why aren’t you receiving my calls? You were right. Cathy ruined our plans. I'll be back at home tonight. (kiss emoji)