I’m disappointed when Kyle passes out after the third blow. I let him drop to the floor.
Hayden shakes his head while staring down at Kyle.
“You’ve got a good, solid punch,” he says.
“Thanks,” I say, grinning at the compliment.
“Next time hit a little softer. Then you can torture them for longer.”
“I’ll remember that.” I point to his phone. “Who did you call?”
“Cops. That reminds me.” He rushes to the bedroom and opens the door, “You can come out now.”
Evie comes out, and the second she sees the blood, her hands fly to her hips, and she scowls at me.
“You said you got this,” she says.
“I do. I’ll get a cleaning company out.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“Evie, when the cops get here, you’ll need to give a statement. The basic thing we’re all going with is that we walked in, the idiot attacked Evie, and after a fight broke out, we managed to subdue him.”
When the police show up, Kyle is already conscious again. We each give our statements while they arrest him.
By the time things calm down and they haul Kyle out of the apartment, it’s too late to start cooking dinner.
“I vote that we order in,” I say as I pick up the bag I set down on the table earlier.
“I second that,” Hayden says.
“I’m outvoted, not that I mind,” Evie grins.
We order pizza, and while we’re eating, we go over the details for the next day.