After several rounds, her attention shifted from the screen to Bryson, who had been feigning sleep, his eyes closed and his breathing even.

Despite the noise, he seemed undisturbed.

Hannah studied him intently, a small frown creasing her forehead.

Even after all this time together, Bryson remained an enigma to her.

“Am I that fascinating to look at?”

Bryson murmured without opening his eyes, catching Hannah off-guard.

Hannah’s cheeks warmed, and she turned her attention back to her phone with a huff.

“Don’t flatter yourself.

One eyebrow arched, Bryson finally opened his eyes, meeting her gaze with a playful spark.

“Why not? Might as well consider me a narcissist.

“Humph!” was all Hannah managed, her mock annoyance failing to mask her embarrassment.

around 7 o’clock, Hannah

ponytail and settled a peaked cap on

sports coat that toned down his usually

for a college student, his youthful

for a leisurely spring outing than a visit

and her associate Charlie took the lead, driving off

parked, Charlie adjusted his hat and turned

moment

your way in through the same entrance we used

“Okay.

surveyed

few tense moments, he

turned to Dotson and the others

“Let’s move.

out of the car and into the night;

enveloped them, the path ahead swallowed by shadow,

his flashlight, casting eerie

companions

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