“Okay, so you’re saying he’s blended into the wall like a chameleon?” Alaska asked.
Shaking his head, Thorton replied, “Not really. I mean, he is blended in, but I would think there’s a hole big enough for him to fit into and... you know what? Let me see when Alaska looked under the bed.”
Jigger tapped on his computer, and in seconds the image of Alaska moving the mattress came into view. Within seconds, Thorton said, “Stop! Right there, see?”
Elija looked to the spot Thorton was pointing at, and sure enough, there was a small movement in a spot that had to be a hole. Holy s**t, there he was. Damn, how the hell could he fit in such a tiny hole?
“Well, son of a b***h. He was there the entire time,” Alaska said, standing up.
Jigger turned in his chair quickly. “Where are you going?
