Wordle #1042 – VAPID
The early morning calm is suddenly shattered when the doorbell rings. I almost drop my coffee in surprise, and the cats scatter away into the recesses of my apartment.
It’s too early for deliveries—just before 7 a.m. according to my phone—and who besides Bree has ever stopped by my place? Maybe she’s here to try to head me off, or to take my head off…
“Yes?” I call from the kitchen. I set my mug down on the counter and make my way toward the door. “Who is it?”
“Police,” comes a stern voice from the other side of the wall.
My heart trips, and so do my feet, but I manage to catch myself before I fall against the door. I carefully put my eye up to the peephole.
On the small landing are two uniformed policemen and, I assume, a plainclothes officer. Before I can even process what I’m seeing, let alone think about letting them in, one of the uniformed men bangs his fist on the door. I flinch but don’t move from my position.
“Milpitas Police Department,” he says with a bored, almost vapid expression—like pounding down unsuspecting people’s doors is the most routine thing in the world. Which, for him, I guess it is. “Open up.”
“What’s this about?” I ask, my voice surprisingly steady.
“Search warrant. Open the door.”
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