What was the landlord doing here? He’d only come around the first time she’d moved in, and their communication since then was a brief acknowledgement from him whenever she wired the rent. Emily had been lucky to secure a monthly lease for the place at an affordable price, given how close it was to downtown Dexington. She had never missed any rent payments since she moved in. What could the problem be?
She removed the chain latch and swung the door open. “Good afternoon, Mr. Baines,” Emily said.
Mr. Baines gave her a toothy grin. “Afternoon, miss.”
Emily moved aside to let him in. Mr. Baines was in his seventies and couldn’t possibly harm her. “Is everything okay? I know my rent is due in a few days.”
Mr. Baines dismissed her invitation. “No need for me to come in, miss. That’s what I c
