I glanced at Oscar then back at Trooper before I turned to leave. When I made it to the living room, I sat on the edge of thesofa with my knee bouncing as I stared at the TV, which wasn’t on. I needed to focus on something, so that was it until I heard Trooper’s voice. He moved my way, on the phone with someone, but he didn’t even acknowledge me. He just went straight to the kitchen and turned on the water in the sink.
I stood and walked over to him, but stopped a few feet away, waiting while he spoke.
“Shit, I don’t know. One way in and one way out. I’m about to send her to my place. Just hurry up. We’ll figure it out when you get here. Probably in the lobby. Aight, bet.”
Trooper had his eyes on me the entire time he spoke to whoever was on the phone. When he ended the call, all he said was, “Stay here.”
I watched as he made his way back down the hall that led to my bedroom. When he came back, he had clothes for me.
“Get dressed.” He placed my clothes on the counter and left again, heading back to my bedroom.
I had no idea what was going on, but all I kept thinking about was if Oscar was still alive. There was no telling what he would have done if Trooper hadn’t gotten there in time, but was he dead? Had Trooper killed him?
A few minutes later, Trooper was on his way back down the hall again. He had my purse, which he placed on the counter before he closed his arms around me and lowered his chin on top of my head.
“I need you to go to my apartment. Go straight there, don’t stop. Your food is over there.”
He stepped back enough to kiss me then started walking away.
“What about you?” I said, causing him to turn and look at me, frustrated.
“Sophie, just go, please.”
“Is he…”
“Sophie, leave. I’ll call and check on you.” He pointed toward the elevator and left me standing there again.
I didn’t ask any more questions. I just grabbed my purse and left. Maybe it was just best if I didn’t know after all.
Chapter 39
Carlos
When I got the text from Trooper that simply had an address, I dropped everything and headed straight there. I immediately knew it was Sophie’s place, even though I had only been there a few times.
The way Trooper sent only the address and nothing else let me know there was a problem, so I headed that way without giving it a second thought.
“Ay, I’m here,” I said as soon as I entered the lobby. By the time I reached the private elevator to Sophie’s apartment, it was opening and Trooper waited inside.
Neither of us spoke, but he had blood on his shirt and jeans, which made me think all kinds of crazy shit. He and Sophie had been arguing when they left my spot last night, but I really didn’t think things could have gotten that out of hand where one of them was hurt.
My next thought was Orin. I said a silent prayer she didn’t show her crazy ass up to Sophie’s place and her blood was on Trooper.
When we stepped off the elevator, I heard a saw somewhere in the apartment. This was bad.
“Yo, what the fuck is going on?”
“There’s a body in there,” Trooper said, looking me right in the eyes and speaking in a low, hushed tone.
“I figured it out when I saw all that blood on you, but what I want to know is who the fuck did you kill, Troop?”
He smirked and glanced over his shoulder in the direction I heard the electric saw noises.
“Why the fuck you think I bodied someone? Hell, it might have been Sophie.”
“The only person she got beef with is your rude ass, and you still standing, so what’s up?”
“Remember when I told you ol’ boy had some shit with him, the valet driver for the building?”
