Harry looked up from the crossword he had been bending his mind around for an hour and raised an eyebrow. He hadn't really given out his address but information was cheap these days what with mind readers and the like. The man put down his newspaper section and crossed his front room, grabbing for his newly acquired shotgun before heading to the door. His place was nothing fancy, a small, simple apartment in a small dense apartment building. He hadn't picked a particularly nice part of town but beggars couldn't be choosers, not with the way the market was these days. "Coming" Hoping his voice carried past the door. The sound of a dead bolt turning and a chain lock being lifted before the door cracked. "Heather.." Better than anyone else who could have found their way to his place. Harry tried his best to give a warm smile and backed up, letting her come in before locking the door back up.