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“Yeah.” Then I remember his flirting with her. “Sorry.”
He glances at me, surprise lighting his eyes. “Why are you sorry?”
“I thought you were interested in her.”
“Yeah, she’s gorgeous in a quirky way, but she was never interested in me.”
I get the feeling that there is more to that rumor about his crush on the Russo sister, but he turns and looks around the kitchen.
“Nothing missing in here?”
I shake my head, even though I feel it’s wrong.
“No, there’s something.”
I glance at Josh and remember he once worked for the Texas Rangers. He’s definitely more perceptive than a lot of town sheriffs.
“There’s just something off. Nothing was taken, but it almost feels like someone was here.”
He nods, and we start going through the house together. Again, nothing is gone that I can tell, but things feel off. As if items were moved, but nothing overt.
“Is there a chance you just didn’t shut the door all the way?”
I shake my head. “I saw Avery close it, and she said she locked it when I asked.”
He nods, and I step into the doorway. I find Avery and the cats pacing the porch.
“Come on. I want you to take a look around too.”
Avery says nothing but follows me into the house.
“This feels off,” she says as she enters the kitchen.
Josh and I share a glance.
“What do you mean?” Josh asks skepticism in his tone. He didn’t question me when I said the same thing. Why now?
She shrugs and walks around. “Just is.”
She opens the fridge and gasps.
I hurry over, expecting something horrible like a severed head, but she’s shaking her head. “Someone moved the cream.”
“What?”
“I always keep it on the shelf. Grannie Pam said it was dangerous to keep it in the door. Something about not keeping it cold enough.”
I frown. I do remember always seeing it on the shelf. “Maybe you just forgot.”
She glances at me, and I feel a shift. She didn’t physically move away from me, but it feels as if she did. “I always put it on the shelf.”
Avery
Josh is not taking this seriously. There was someone in our house. I know it like I know my middle name. It’s a feeling I have. It’s like I’ve been violated. It’s the peace that I found after moving in. I might not have been sleeping, but there was this sense of sanctuary. It doesn’t feel like that anymore.
“So, the door was open. You’re sure you locked it?”
I nod, and Jon hesitates. “What?”
