“Literally.”

I grab the check and storm out of the apartment and head straight for Kirk’s door.

I take in a deep breath just before I knock, bracing myself for the heaps of bullshit he, without a doubt, has reserved for me after our not-so-pleasant exchange just hours ago.

As such, I’m especially surprised when no one answers the door after a few more knocks.

Where the hell is he?

Probably harassing one of the other tenants while plotting an epic vendetta against me. Heck, I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s plotting said vendetta with the other tenants.