Knox:
Viv climbed out of my lap without a word, her bare feet padding quietly across the floor. I let my eyes follow her, still warm from where she’d been curled into me. That soft, sleepy expression she wore when she thought I wasn’t looking? I lived for it. But right now, there was something sharper in her stride. Intent. Determination.
She knelt in front of the closet and dug past hangers and boots and cluttered jackets like she knew exactly what she was looking for. I sat back on the couch, arms over the cushions, watching her, my curiosity piqued.
“What are you doin’, baby?” I asked lazily, not expecting much of a reply.
She didn’t answer. Just yanked something heavy from the back corner.
A black duffel.
The sound of metal dragging across wood echoed in the small apartment as sh
