Page 25 of My Demon Neighbor
"I need to show you something," he said as he spotted whatever it was and walked over to a cabinet.
"Okay," I said as he walked over to me, tablet in hand.
He stood at my side, close enough that I could feel the heat of his body against my skin, and I focused on the tablet screen as he flicked around with practiced precision.
He scrolled through a folder of videos before finding the one he was looking for. He hit play, and it took me only a moment to realize what it was.
It was the feed from his security camera, the one whose existence I'd forgotten about. I resisted the urge to swear as I watched myself stop in the middle of the street and wait for the cookies to appear—Eshim had texted me he was sending some, and I hadn't had time to go back to my place to wait for it—in my hands a moment later before merrily making my way to Codie's place.
Shit. How could I have forgotten about the cameras? I'd been inside Codie's house and seen the live feed multiple times. How could I have been so stupid?
"Can you explain this?" Codie asked, and I knew I was royally, epically fucked.
