Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“I’m here to place you under arrest for violating a no-trespassing order.” Assman took out his cuffs. “You have the right to remain silent. You…”
Assman read Joseph his rights all the while I could hear screaming from the other end of the phone.
When Joseph was turned around to be placed into the car, he finally looked up and saw me.
His situational awareness definitely needed some work.
His eyes narrowed as he said, “I live here now!”
“You do,” I nodded. “But she lived here first.”
“I’ll never stop. I have enough money to make this hard,” he snarled.
He was right.
He did.
Assman put him into his car then walked back over to us.
“If he lives here, I’m not sure if we can hold him.” He looked pissed. “But I’ll try.”
“Thanks,” I said. “I’m going to talk to the manager and get information out of him. If he’s new, I might not be able to do anything.”
“Keep me posted,” he said as he walked back to the car and left.
We walked inside and came face to face with a brand new person I’d never seen before.
A woman that looked like she had way better things to do than her job.
She was on her phone, her feet propped up, while a UPS driver stacked packages in front of where he usually delivered them. The only difference was that usually it was the manager taking those packages up to the apartments and now there were so many stacked up that I knew it hadn’t been done in days.
“Ruben,” I murmured. “Go over there and check through those packages to see if there’s anything for Bindi. I’m going to go over here and deal with this.”
Ruben went to the packages, and I went to the woman behind the counter.
She looked up briefly, then her eyes went back down to the phone in her hand as she said, “Can I help you?”
“That man that was just here,” I said. “He has a no trespassing charge against him for harassing one of your tenants.”
“Huh.” She shrugged. “That’s really interesting.”
“Is it?” I asked. “Because he just told me that he lived here now. How does that work? Do you not check backgrounds on people before you approve them? And your owner, as well as your now night manager, both knew that he was given no trespassing orders.”
“I’m new,” she shrugged. “How was I to know?”
“I imagine if you did your job correctly, you would’ve known,” I pointed out. “When’s the owner coming in next?”
She finally put her phone down and looked up at me. “Why do you want to know?”
“Because I want to talk to him,” I replied, barely able to keep the sarcasm out of my voice.
“I’m sorry, but he has no immediate plans to come into the complex,” she said succinctly.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Roger’s number.
He picked up on the third ring. “Hey, Garrett. How are you doing?”
I didn’t bother beating around the bush.
“I’d be doing better if my girlfriend’s stalker wasn’t just allowed to move into Ocean Heights,” I drawled.
There was a long pause and then, “What?”
I gave him a breakdown of everything that had happened.
“That’s impossible,” he said. “I literally have a picture of his face hanging up beside the computer for the managers to see!”
I looked toward the computer and sure enough, there was the photo of his face still hanging up, obvious and blatant.
“It’s still there,” I grumbled. “However, your day manager that was hired let him anyway.”
I looked up as Ruben came up with multiple packages. “She’s also not delivering the packages to the doors. There’s about sixty of them all downstairs.”
There was a long pause and then, “I’ll be right down.”
“I’ll be in Bindi’s apartment,” I said. “We’re moving her out immediately.”
“You’ll have to pay to break her lease,” the woman drawled.
I glanced at her and said, “There’s no lease for the blind living here.”
“Well.” She shrugged. “That’s new to me.”
“Who hired her?” Ruben grumbled under his breath.
I left without saying a word, said goodbye to Roger, and headed upstairs.
I looked at the door for a long second and stared.
“What do you want to bet he’s been here?” I asked.
“I’m not taking a bet I know I’ll lose,” he answered.
Using the code to get in, we walked inside, and though nothing appeared out of place, something still felt wrong.
“I feel like this is wrong,” Ruben said as he took a look around. “Something feels off.”
I pulled out my phone and dialed my mom’s number.
“Hey,” I said the moment she answered. “We’re at Bindi’s place and I feel like something’s wrong. Do you think you can bring that new gadget over that finds the hidden cameras?”
After Athena, Gable’s wife, had experienced some issues with hidden cameras, my mom had procured a new little gizmo that detected radio waves being transmitted. We’d found that it eventually led you to the cameras.