Chapter 9Brett huffed and puffed as he climbed the staircase all the way to the eighth floor of Vance’s apartment building while carrying four large paper bags filled with food from different diners and restaurants. Talon was right behind him, balancing four other paper bags of takeout on top of three boxes of pizza. Vance’s apartment building wasn’t just dilapidated. It honestly looked as if it was a year or two away from crumbling to the ground and turning to dust. Every floor had anywhere between four and six apartments. Brett assumed that not all of them were studio apartments. That would explain why certain floors only had four apartments instead of five or six. Moreover, each of them should be much more spacious than a studio apartment.
“This is insane, man,” Brett complained with a
