The sliding glass door of the balcony is unlocked. You hurry in and lock it behind you. The place reeks of reefer. Somebodies smoking up in here, or have done so recently. You go to the kitchen and you find several bottles of fine wine in the ice box. You help yourself to one of them and you start working it down. Thinking about what to do next. That's when you notice the handgun on the bread box. Your holding it now.