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“There’s an old man staring from the top window of that white one,” Addy quietly said.
I glanced at her, and then to the house in question.
“He certainly isn’t being discreet about it,” Cam commented, giving the nosey fuck a finger wave.
We laughed as the man damn near fell trying to get out of the window.
Looking back to where Trix had gone, the front door swung open, and she waved us onward.
“Let’s go.”
We closed the small distance between us and the house, filing inside single file.
The place was nice; all open like my house was except this one having an upper level.
It was clean.
The hardwood polished, throw pillows nice and neat on the sofas, and a curio cabinet still stocked with half-full bottles of liquor in it.
“I think someone lives here,” Ace stated.
“No, they’re dead,” Nyx solemnly replied.
“Yeah, they’re in the garage.” Trix hitched a thumb over her shoulder in the general direction of where that was. “On a good tip, they have a fresh generator running and the water works.
“It’s not warm, but it’s better than nothing.”
“Then that’s my cue,” Addy said. “I’m going to get cleaned up.”
“Want some help?” Cam asked.
What did he just say?
“The fuck if she does.”
He looked at me with an amused ass grin on his face. “Calm down, killer, I meant with this.” He slipped the gear bag from his back and passed it to Addy.
“Thanks, Cam,” she said softly.
She looked at me, her gaze lingering for just long enough for me to see everything I needed to. That’s when it happened, that’s when I took a second to look into her instead of at her.
Something clicked between us. Like two pieces of a puzzle finally coming together.
I don’t think either of us knew right then what it was, but we both felt it.
That was the first time I saw her look afraid.
For a second and I thought she was going to say something, but her eyes dropped, and she turned away, making her way towards the stairs.
He killed his family before he hung himself.
I’m sorry was written on the garage wall in orange crayon with a frown face at the end. I’d waited until Nyx disappeared to get cleaned up too, before checking it out.
I was an asshole, but I wasn’t going to shove more death in her face.
The man had used a bedsheet on himself.
Due to the amount of blood coloring the blanket where a woman and two smaller bodies lay, I pictured this being a messy family affair.
