Nick got out of his car and went up to the third floor of the apartment building the
first guy was listed as living at.
He got to the door and knocked, mumbling to himself about being nice and seeing
Derek's expression in his mind's eye.
Yeah, Nick thought, good until the guy made a wrong move, then it was open house.
A woman stuck her head out from the apartment next door "You won't find him there."
Nick raised his eyebrows "Why's that?"
"Because the bastard's dead. Stabbed last night in a bar brawl and kicking the bucket
like he should have." the woman practically spat on the floor before going back into
her apartment, slamming the door.
"Loved by all." Nick quirked a humorless grin as he took out a lock pick kit and
opened the guy's door.
It was curious that there wasn't any police tape here, but it wouldn't stop him from
taking a look around.
For the next two hours he looked around, only to know for a fact he was a creep but
not the one they were looking for.
He left the apartment building and got out to his car, flipping open his cell phone
and calling Derek.
One man down, in more ways than one, and two to go.
