The Poison in the Penthouse

"Rent me a luxury townhouse? For only twenty-five hundred a month? Ms. Song, are you kidding me?"

Ethan never imagined that one day his good looks would land him such an incredible deal.

But as the days went by, his health deteriorated rapidly. He felt utterly drained, as if the life was being sucked right out of him.

He went to the hospital for checkups seven times in a row, yet every single test came back completely normal.

An inspection of the townhouse didn't turn up anything either. Desperate and terrified, Ethan had no choice but to call the police.