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Shoving his phone in his pocket, he whistled all the way up the stairs . . .
Until
he saw his front door hanging off the hinges.
Stepping inside cautiously, he looked around at the destruction and cursed. Everything was gone. His TV, his laptop. Even his fucking microwave. At least his iPad had been in his duffle in the trunk of his car.
Then a thought occurred to him, and he raced inside to his bedroom.
They had ripped up his mattress and tossed his bed, which made no sense. What the hell had they been looking for?
His gun safe, which was at the back of his closet, was unharmed. They hadn’t gotten to his guns.
Dialing 911 on his phone, he waited until the dispatcher answered before he spoke. “Yes, my name is Sergeant Blake Kline of the United States Army, and I need to report a break-in at my apartment.”
“All right, Sergeant, what is your address? Is there anything missing?”
He rattled off his address and kept looking around, searching for anything else missing. “Yeah, they took all the electronics and tore apart my bedroom. Looks like I’ve got a couple pairs of shoes missing.”
“Okay, have you searched the house to see if there is anyone left inside?”
“Yeah, they’re long gone.”
“Good. Sergeant, I’ve dispatched officers to your home. They should be there in approximately thirty minutes.”
“Thanks, appreciate it.”
Blake hung up the phone, looking around the place in disgust. His phone beeped, and it was Hannah.
I can’t wait either.
Blake took a picture of his bedroom and typed, What a way to end a night, huh?
His phone started ringing a few minutes later, Hannah’s name flashing across his screen.
“Pretty sight, isn’t it?”
“Oh my God, I can’t believe that! Are you okay?”
Blake laughed bitterly. “Besides being pissed off, yeah, I’m good. Glad to be getting out of this hellhole. Just waiting on the police and then going to get comfy on my shredded bed.”
There was quiet on the line for a half a second, and then she spoke rather softly. “If you need a place to crash, I’ve got a pull-out bed in my couch.”
Blake knew the offer was just Hannah being kind, but he couldn’t help thinking about staying over with Hannah, imagining sleeping on the couch and having her come out in something sexy, inviting him to share her bed.
God, he really needed to stop with these crazy fantasies.
“No, it’s okay. I’ll call Best, and he’ll put me up if I need it. Thanks, though.”
“Okay, well, if you need anything, just call.”
“Thanks, Han. You’re too good to me.”
“Good night, Blake.”
He ended the call, a little bit elated despite current circumstances.
Blake was pretty sure Hannah had been disappointed he hadn’t taken her up on her offer.
