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“I’m fine. I’ll meet you in the bedroom,” she yelled back.
“I’m sure you will,” I muttered under my breath.
Lying in bed with my shirt off, I waited for my fiancé. When she arrived, she didn’t look as confident as she usually did.
“I don’t feel well,” she said keeping her distance.
“What is it? Is it your stomach?” I asked caringly.
“Yeah.”
“Is it gas?”
“I don’t get gas,” she said defensively.
“Then what is it?”
“It’s nothing.”
I smiled seductively. “Then, why don’t you join me?”
She took a step toward me and farted. “Oh!” It was so adorable that I almost forgot she was a psychopath. Quickly backing off, she said, “Not tonight.”
“What do you mean “Not tonight”?”
“Just, not tonight.”
“But I had all these plans about what I was going to do to you.”
“Not tonight!”
“Okay,” I said disappointedly. “Would you prefer I let you have the bedroom? There are other rooms I can sleep in.”
“Yeah, do that.”
“I mean, if you insist,” I told her collecting my bag and exiting the room.
As soon as I was in the hallway, the bedroom door slammed behind me with a crash. It was followed by the longest fart I had ever heard. In a few hours, she would be fine. That meant I had until then to find what I was looking for and do what I had to do.
Parking my stuff in the 3rdbedroom, I retrieved my safe finder and went to work. The process was tedious but I did it. Starting with the master bedroom, I searched every inch of the wall. When I was done there, I checked the master bath.
I knew the chances of the safe being in either of those places were low, but this was the best time to do it, while the effects of the erythritol were at its peak. What excuse could I give Eris if she caught me in Armand’s bedroom, especially since I had to pick the lock to get in?
Luckily, I didn’t have to give any. And if she walked in on me in Armand’s office, I could always say that I was looking for a book to help me fall asleep. It wasn’t a great excuse but it would work.
Opening Armand’s second-floor office door, I slipped in and locked it behind me. Alone, I examined the space.
The first places I checked were the pictures on the wall. Jimmy’s device said there was nothing behind them. I next checked the wall-length bookshelf. Nothing there. Sitting at his desk chair, I checked his desk. Still nothing.
I was about to declare that Jimmy’s device didn’t work when I noticed something. The office had two air vents. One neared the ceiling. The other neared the floor.
On its own, this meant nothing. Ceiling vents are better for cooling while floor vents are better for heating. I probably wouldn’t even have noticed it if I hadn’t just finished scanning every inch of the bedroom.
Putting the safe finder next to the floor vent, it immediately went off.
“Gotcha,” I said freeing my hands and prying open the vent.
Behind it was a standard consumer-grade wall safe. I recognized the brand. It had cost me a lot of money to get the retrieval code for it a few years back. I had my father to thank for that. One day out of the blue my father told me it was time for me to learn to crack a safe. It was a skill he had and I was expected to have it as well.
