Under the Tree by DVS
It's a cold night in London, and it's nearly Christmas. Bodie and Doyle are hunting a man, who eventually disappears in a flat.
And Bodie and Doyle break into an empty house nearby to observe him.
They make themselves at home, even cook a Christmas dinner.
...and they think about the two men who live here...

"Taking over a house, eating their food, using their bed--even if only as a base of operations--and now you want to open their presents as well?"
Bodie said, "Well, it's not as if we have presents of our own to open."
"You didn't get me a present?" Doyle managed to sound irate but not upset, but there was an undercurrent to the question.
"Of course I got you a pressie."
Doyle nodded. "That's all right, then. Are you going to ask if I got you something?"
"If it's the unlabelled package wrapped in red paper in your closet, then no."
"Snoop."
Bodie stretched. "Comes with the job. I still want to look at those presents."
"Why? "
"Curiosity. What kind of men do you think these two are?"
Doyle put his mind to it, thinking over the house, the contents. "Quiet. Between twenty-five and thirty-five years old. One of them has a moustache. Been living together for at least a year. Modest income and they pay their bills on time."
"Exclusive?"
"I don't know. What do you think?"
"I have an advantage. I went through the drawers earlier."

Nice! :-)
Enjoy! And there is a sequel too: After Christmas by DVS.
I wish you all a Merry Christmas!
And please stay healthy!
It's a cold night in London, and it's nearly Christmas. Bodie and Doyle are hunting a man, who eventually disappears in a flat.
And Bodie and Doyle break into an empty house nearby to observe him.
They make themselves at home, even cook a Christmas dinner.
...and they think about the two men who live here...

"Taking over a house, eating their food, using their bed--even if only as a base of operations--and now you want to open their presents as well?"
Bodie said, "Well, it's not as if we have presents of our own to open."
"You didn't get me a present?" Doyle managed to sound irate but not upset, but there was an undercurrent to the question.
"Of course I got you a pressie."
Doyle nodded. "That's all right, then. Are you going to ask if I got you something?"
"If it's the unlabelled package wrapped in red paper in your closet, then no."
"Snoop."
Bodie stretched. "Comes with the job. I still want to look at those presents."
"Why? "
"Curiosity. What kind of men do you think these two are?"
Doyle put his mind to it, thinking over the house, the contents. "Quiet. Between twenty-five and thirty-five years old. One of them has a moustache. Been living together for at least a year. Modest income and they pay their bills on time."
"Exclusive?"
"I don't know. What do you think?"
"I have an advantage. I went through the drawers earlier."

Nice! :-)
Enjoy! And there is a sequel too: After Christmas by DVS.
I wish you all a Merry Christmas!
And please stay healthy!