There’s nothing more dangerous than someone who has nothing to live for…The man upstairs in apartment six doesn’t belong here, in our rundown block on the slum side of the city.High-class and educated, suited and booted, and at least thirty years my senior.Yes. Thirty whole years.But that doesn’t matter, he’s absolutely gorgeous. What does matter is, they say he’s a disgraced teacher that preys on his college students. A filthy, sick man, who deserves prison.Other residents are always repeating the same morbid mantra.Rosie, don’t ever talk to that dirty freak upstairs, no matter what. Don’t you dare!So, I did what I was told and stayed out of his way, and I never, ever talked to the man upstairs.Not until one crazy bad night, in total desperation, when I had nowhere else to turn…