17. Trespassing
I had meet Daryl at Andrea's baby shower. We became quick friends because neither one of liked Philip. And that was the reason I had asked him for help.
"You are Andrea's friend, right?"
"Yes, man. But I don't want to go to jail for this shit," Daryl said looking at me unconvinced.
"Look, I know in heart Philip killed Shane. She has to know the truth about him. If we are going to find anything it will be inside that house," I told him.
"All right, I'll help you break in. But if they have a security system we're fucked," Daryl said.
Arriving at the house I noticed a pile of rocks. Looking closing I could see one was larger than the others. I picked it up. Looking closely, I saw plastic key holder that looked like a rock.
I showed Daryl the key, and unlocked the door. Everyone in the neighborhood was asleep. So no one saw us. We walked carefully around the house. Nothing looked out of the ordinary at first chance.
"Rick, you have to see this," Daryl said.
I walked to the extra bedroom where Daryl was. In his hands there was a notebook. Inside there were pictures of Andrea. Not only that ,but a lot of Shane with Andrea. Some at the wedding. It did not prove Philip was a murder, but it showed he was stalking them.
"Holy shit," I said staring closely at the images. One was of Andrea and Shane making out.
"That's not all," Daryl said holding up a necklace I recognize anywhere. The number twenty-two, Shane's football number.
"Shane lost this two weeks before he was murder," I said taking the necklace in my hands.
"More like psycho stalker stole it," Daryl replied.
"But why?"
"Hell, who knows what going on in his head. But there isn't anything else. We have to get out of here Rick, before Philip returns," Daryl warned. I took the necklace and notebook. If this didn't show Andrea the light, nothing would.