"How are you feeling today?" asked Mr. Hayes, his voice soft and laced with concern, "I didn't hear about it until late last night. I'm glad the man didn't get to harm you further, Mrs. Alvord."
It turned out that Mr. Hayes wanted to talk about yesterday's incident. He deliberately waited until Mr. Eastwood left before bringing it up.
Lariette knew Mr. Hayes would hear about the commotion sooner rather than later. He was an apartment manager with a huge sense of responsibility.
"I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Hayes," Lariette replied, a smile curling on her lips, "Thankfully, the guard and the passersby helped me. They encouraged me to file a police report, so I did."
The older man smiled in relief. He also noticed the young lady standing before him appeared as cheerful as usual, showing no signs of being distressed.
"Please don't hesitate to come to me if you need anything. I won't hold you back, then. You have food waiting for you."
