CHAPTER 28
THE NEXT MORNING, Black helped me to switch bedrooms. I’d never lie in my old bed again without feeling the crunch of Nick’s nose under my elbow or look at the wall by the door without seeing his bloodied body slumped against it.
My new room was beside Black’s. Nate installed a motion sensor on the door, and once set, if I tried to open it without punching in a six-digit code first, an alarm would sound. Surely even I couldn’t enter six numbers in my sleep?
And having Black next door meant he could deal with me if the worst happened. An interconnecting door, bolted from his side, would let him in to shoot me with a tranquilizer dart, Taser me, something. Anything. Anything to stop a repeat of last night.
He carried in a pile of towels and stowed them in my new bathroom, bigg
