At some point, Hannah felt herself being carried into the bath.

She sank into the warm water and rested her head on the lip of the tub, then let sleep take her.

Minutes later, Bryson took her out of the bath, dried her carefully, then carried her to bed.

He slipped her under the covers and sat on the edge of the bed, just staring at her.

After a while, he reached out to trace her features with his fingers.

Hannah’s brows furrowed, then she rolled over, still fast asleep.

Bryson stood up.

After putting his shirt on, he walked to the door and left the room.

The living room was dark, but he made no move to turn on the lights.

He made his way to the couch and plopped down.

Click!

He flicked his lighter open, and the glow of the flame broke through the darkness.

his cigarette and

“Come out!”

moment,

continued smoking and

senses are

Bravo!”

a hidden corner

dim moonlight filtering through the window to meander

five in

sat in silence, staring at each other, though

Bryson spoke first.

and get out

Maloney smiled.

is my fiancee’s

can’t I stay? You, Mister, are the one who should get out

think you

flashed

the shooter who stormed into the Compton family

It’s you, isn’t it?”

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