CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
When they arrived at Osborne Storage, the sun was peeking through the clouds. Mackenzie was pretty sure it was the first time she’d seen genuine sunlight since they’d arrived in Seattle. She’d managed to grab a quick shower before leaving the motel; that, combined with the sunshine, had her feeling uplifted and positive.
It was a fleeting feeling, though. Rising met them at the entrance to the front gate of Osborne Storage. He had not been exaggerating when he’d said the place was tiny. It had only a dozen units and while they looked relatively new, the grounds they were located on were in need of some maintenance. The units sat in the center of a gravel lot that was bordered on all sides by undeveloped fields.
There was a man standing with Rising, a tall older gentle
