Her attention goes to Sam and she frowns as she looks back at me.
“This is Sam,” I say, gesturing to him.
“Sam as in…”
“Yeah.” I lock the door. “Sam, this is Amelia.”
“Hey,” he says, giving her a little wave.
I put the food on the counter then go back to the couch. Amelia is still standing by the door looking at us like we’ve grown second heads.
“Amelia knows everything, if you’re okay talking about this in front of her, but we did have plans so I don’t want to tell her to go.”
Sam nods. “As long as you’re okay with it?”
“Absolutely.”
Amelia’s brow raises as she shrugs off her jacket and sits cross legged on the floor in front of the couch, facing me and Sam.
“Okay, so, one of my neighbors was at my door. I’d seen the guy around a few times, but never really talked to him. He asked to come in because he had something serious to tell me. What he told me was… crazy. And then things got even crazier.” He pauses, taking a deep breath and letting it out. “He told me that he saw a guy breaking into my apartment.”
“What?” Amelia and I both blurt at the same time.
“Many times,” he adds. “I guess he set up a camera on the peephole of his door. He didn’t check the feed often because he works so much, but then he heard a weird story from one of the guys upstairs. His mother had a weird run in with someone claiming to work with the landlord, so he went searching for the video and found so much more. Someone was breaking in pretty consistently.”
I can’t breathe.
I already know where this is going before he explains it.
“The guy came by when we both weren’t there, which meant he had cameras inside the house to see when we were gone. I found them—a lot of them. And they all had miniSD cards so I was able to watch the feed. It’s…”
I hold my breath as I wait for him to answer, hoping like hell he didn’t see what I did… If there were cameras in the house, set up by Jaxon, and Sam watched them? He’ll know what I did with Shadow. And not only that… that means Jaxon knows too.
“Let’s just say I wasn’t able to watch all of it, but the good thing is it doesn’t seem he was ever there while we were there.”
The breath releases from my lungs.
“But I saw him—“ He grits his jaw, eyes closing. “I saw him switch my meds.”
“What?” Once again, Amelia and I blurt this at the same time.
“Sleeping pills. He switched my vitamins and put in sleeping pills—which explains why I was a walking fucking zombie.”
“Oh my god…”
“Sailor, if you know this guy, he’s dangerous and you need to get a restraining order.”
I glance at Amelia who is watching us both carefully, her face giving away nothing.
“I… have the situation under control,” I say carefully.
The room falls silent, until Sam speaks again.
“He’s the reason you came to me, isn’t it?”
I look at him from the corner of my eye, and I don’t have to say anything for him to know the answer.
“He’s dangerous, Sailor.”
