Despite being exhausted from two days of no sleep, Viking just couldn’t seem to go home. After talking to Arrow and Saint over at the tattoo parlour, he headed down to one of the crash rooms at the back of Satan’s and slept for about two hours, then got up and went back to the bar again. He felt like he had to be here – in the same building that the woman was in – but he couldn’t figure out why he had to be close.
It wasn’t that he was worried that she’d escape somehow. Ex-bouncer and -bodyguard Holt was upstairs watching her door right now, so she wouldn’t be able to set one toe out of her room without two-hundred-plus pounds of pure muscle standing between her and the top of the stairs… and then she’d have to get through the massive bar to the front door. The tiny little thing didn’t ha
