LXIII
The inn had many vacant rooms to offer but Miguel specifically chose the one with the window overlooking the entrance of the storage place, just across the street. Dawn was breaking as he stood in front of the window but she was still soundly sleeping on the only bed in the room. Miguel had slept on the cold floor last night for the single bed was too small for the two of them. Of course, they could make things work if they wanted to. But that would mean making some contacts to places that she might find a little too much for their set-up. And he did not want to abuse the fact that they had took a room together without her fully understanding what was happening, for she was acting worse than a drunken woman last night. He was not even sure if she knew they went inside that inn, at a
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