She stepped into the stairwell, where a row of houseplants sat on the windowsill. She plucked a long, thin leaf from a spider plant and returned to Kay’s door. Using Anna Gallis’s power, she reshaped the leaf inside the lock. The door popped open.
“Damn,” Dorothy muttered.
Angela stepped inside and motioned for Dorothy to follow. Kay’s apartment was a mess; dirty clothes on the floor, dishes in the sink, junk mail piled up on the table. It was almost as bad as his car.
“What are we looking for?” Dorothy asked.
“Clues,” Angela replied.
She found Kay’s laptop on the coffee table and switched back to Leigh’s power. She made short work of his password and logged into his Facebook. She started searching through his most recent messages.
“Should you really be doing that?” Dorothy asked. “I mean, I would, but I didn’t think it would be your style.”
“I’m trying to save a life,” she said. “I’m sure he’ll understand. Ah, here we go.”
Someone named Deirdre sent Kay a message yesterday.
“You coming over tonight?”
“Count on it,” he replied.
A bit more poking around turned up an address for Deirdre, all the way out in the suburbs. Angela scribbled it down on a piece of paper.
“So… more walking?” Dorothy said.
“A lot more,” Angela replied.
They withdrew from the apartment and returned to the sidewalk. Angela plugged the address into Google Maps and they followed the directions.
“So has anything unusual happened to you lately that might have triggered this?” Angela asked. “Like, struck by strange lightning, taken part in a science experiment, bitten by a radioactive clock? Stop me if I’m getting warmer.”
“Honestly, I can’t think of anything,” Dorothy replied. “My life’s been completely ordinary up until this morning.”