The Wrong Number (Bad For Me)

Love... Marriage... Girlfriend....
NEVER EVER GOING TO HAPPEN.

Not for bad guys like me.
Until I hear her on the other end of the line.
I should have told her she got the wrong number.
What I specialize in is not house renovation but something far darker and dangerous.
But she sounded so desperate.
So, instead of saying no, I asked for her address.
Instead of calling her back to set things straight, I immediately drove down to the damsel in distress.


Were repairmen supposed to be this hot?
And why did he come all this way out to this haunted mansion to help me out?
He was the only one who agreed to do so.
But I know he's hiding something.