'John'. Just 'John.'

Well, getting here hadn't been too difficult, that was one note in its favor, already. Bobby checked the text on his phone to make sure he had the right address, then headed up the walk to the front door. The place looked nice enough, and the street seemed quiet. Now he just had to meet the owner.

He knocked at the door, looking around at the surrounding houses, then a few moments later, knocked a second time before shoving his hands into his pockets and getting a smile ready as he heard movement on the other side.