Thirty-Three and a Half Shenanigans by Swank Denise Grover

Author:Swank, Denise Grover [Swank, Denise Grover]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Mysteries & Thrillers, Romance, Suspense, Paranormal, Contemporary
Amazon: B00N9IME04
Goodreads: 58046492
Publisher: DGS
Published: 2014-11-04T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Nikko owned a tiny mobile home on the side of a county road. There was an astounding assortment of them, spanning from nice trailers with potted plants to absolutely trashy ones.

Alaina pulled off the road in front of a faded white and loam-green trailer, and I pulled in next to her. As she unlocked the front door, Alaina looked over her shoulder at us. “Nikko gave me a key, but I haven’t been in here since last week.”

“Okay,” I said. That meant we had no idea what we’d find.

Alaina pushed the door open, and we followed her into the dark living room. All the curtains were drawn, so it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust, but the stench of something rotten hit me first.

“Oh, my stars and garters!” Neely Kate gushed, looking at the mess. “They’ve totally ransacked the place!”

There were clothes strewn everywhere—on the floor and covering the sofa and recliner. Along with the laundry were empty beer and pop cans, discarded chip bags and cracker boxes.

“This?” Alaina asked in surprise. “This is how Nikko lives. That boy never did learn to pick up after himself.” She leaned over and picked up a T-shirt, took a whiff and cringed, then tossed it in a chair.

Neely Kate put a hand to her chest. “Oh.”

“What exactly are you lookin’ for?” Alaina asked, stepping over a pair of jeans.

Neely Kate glanced over at me, her eyes wide. We had no idea what we were looking for, and the fact that the place was totally trashed didn’t help.

“We were hoping to figure out what Mud’s guys were looking for,” I sighed as I walked past her into the kitchen. The trash was overflowing, and the smell was worse near the container.

“Honestly, we’re grasping at straws,” Neely Kate added. “Can you look around with us and tell us if anything looks out of place?”

“Sure,” Alaina said.

I was curious how she was gonna figure that out, but we followed her as she made her way down the hall, and I noticed the back door was cracked. I pushed it open and saw the doorframe was bent and splintered.

“Has it always looked like this?” I asked. After seeing the state of the living room and kitchen, I wouldn’t put it past Nikko to have broken the back door in if he’d misplaced his key.

“No,” Alaina said, her voice tight.

“Then Mud’s guys must have broken in when they came to look for them,” Neely Kate said.

Alaina continued into the bedroom. The bed was unmade, and the whole room smelled musty. Drawers were partially open, and clothing hung over the sides. A pile of clothes filled the open closet.

“This is Nikko’s room.”

“This is hopeless,” Neely Kate whispered in my ear. “How can we tell if they looked for anything, let alone found it?”

I had to admit she was probably right. “Did Nikko have places where he hid things? Like if he didn’t want anyone to find them?”

“No,” Alaina said. “He didn’t have anything worth hiding.

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