CHAPTER 69. A suitable environment for a child

The apartment was clean, very clean, but that was the only positive thing to say about it. When Andrea opened the door, the tall, thin woman beside her, about fifty years old with a stern face and firm gaze, momentarily looked surprised. She carried a clipboard, and Andrea felt a chill when she saw her write something down.

"I thought I was coming to evaluate an apartment... but I see there’s not much to evaluate," she said with concern.

There were