Page 37 of Spiritwarrior

“I wasn’t aware of that. Who were they?”

“Baylin and Amber.”

“I had no idea.”

“Who do you think wrecked Sophie’s apartment?”

“Baylin.” Jody tilted his head to the side. “She lives next door.”

Joel Bevere gave him thumbs-up. “That’s convenient.”

Jody gave him a dirty look.

Joel cleared his throat. “I meant for Baylin.”

“I’ll have to wait and see if we find any fingerprints and ask Sophie if anything is stolen before I can get a warrant for her fingerprints and to search her apartment.”

“Youmay have to wait, butIdon’t.” Jody strode toward the apartment next door.

“Jody, wait,” Knox called out to him.

“Don’t you find it strange that no one else has come out of their apartment?” Jody arched a brow at him.

Knox nodded. “Let me handle it.”

“How about you let me handle it? It’s my mess to clean up.”

Before Knox could stop him, he knocked on the door.

A couple of minutes went by before he heard the sound of Baylin unlocking her door.

“Jody!” She took a step into the hallway to put her arms around his neck. “If I knew you were coming by, I would have put on your favorite nightie.”

His hands went to her wrists to pull her away from him. “I didn’t come by here to see you. I came to check on Sophie. Someone broke into her apartment.”

A vindictive glint appeared in her eyes. “If you’re expecting me to feel bad for her, you knocked on the wrong door.”

“Why wouldn’t you feel bad for her? She hasn’t done anything to you.”

Baylin gave a careless shrug. “I couldn’t care less about her, one way or another.”

“I figured you would be upset, with you living next door to her.”

“Why would I be upset? I’ve been home all day. Anyone brave enough to break into my place won’t go out the same way he went in.”

“So, you were here all day?” Knox asked, silently walking up to them.

Baylin turned startled eyes toward Knox. “Yes,” she answered slowly. “Today’s my off day.”

“You didn’t hear any noise from next door?”

Her eyes went from Knox to his. “Not a sound. I really can’t hear anything from her apartment.”

“That’s not true. When Gloria lived there, you complained every time I was here about how much noise she makes.”

“Sophie is much quieter.”

Jody knew the bitch was lying. The vindictive glint in her eyes had disappeared to be replaced with fear.