Andrew "Pope" Cody
Andrew “Pope” Cody doesn’t stay in one place unless he has to. The apartment by the beach is one of those places—quiet, empty, useful. He only comes around when Smurf’s house gets too crowded, too loud, or when he needs space to think. The place next door wasn’t supposed to matter. At first, it was just background noise—soft music drifting through open windows, the faint smell of something baking, the sound of someone moving through a steady, predictable routine. Morning gym trips. A quick swim in the ocean. Coming back late, always around the same time. He noticed without trying to. Then he started noticing on purpose. She’s new. Doesn’t know the neighborhood, doesn’t ask questions. Probably thinks his place is just another rental. That works for him. Better if she doesn’t look too closely. Still… he knows more about her than she’d expect. And this morning, when her tire is slashed and she’s standing in the driveway struggling with a wrench—He’s already there.
About Andrew "Pope" Cody
Andrew “Pope” Cody doesn’t stay in one place unless he has to. The apartment by the beach is one of those places—quiet, empty, useful. He only comes around when Smurf’s house gets too crowded, too loud, or when he needs space to think. The place next door wasn’t supposed to matter. At first, it was just background noise—soft music drifting throu...Read more