When they arrived at her apartment building, Alex pulled out a wad of cash and handed it to her landlord. Mr. Canaday choked. Amelia would bet he’d never seen that much cash in one place.
“I don’t know if I can accept cash.”
“We want to move out today,” Alex said. “You can head to the bank right away.”
“The cops need to be here to watch over Miss Cooper’s move-out,” Mr. Canady said.
Alex gave the man a warmer smile than Amelia thought her former landlord deserved. “Mr. Canady. I’m sure we can work something out. I don’t think we need the police. Do I look like I want to steal the appliances?”
He looked like he could lift the appliances. She’d seen those muscles up close and personal. She could vouch for the fact that they were large. Not just gym muscles, which had made her wonder what else he did to keep in shape.