I was sitting in a chair staring at the feathery c*****e when Kel burst in with his gun out. He stopped when he saw me sitting in the chair by the bed.
I gave him an accusing look. “I told you I wasn’t safe in here.”
“You’re damn well not safe anywhere!” His face was white, lines cut deep on either side of his mouth. Not a dimple in sight. Nor expected any time soon.
“You’re angry with me?”
“I got here fifteen minutes ago. The guard was missing. And I found—” He gestured toward the bed.
“Pillows.”
He gritted his teeth, ground out between clenched lips. “I didn’t know that at first.”
“Okay. But now, shouldn’t you be, well, relieved?”
“I’ve just spent the last half hour trying to find you. Why can’t you stay put instead of wandering off with your—” He ground his even, white teeth rui
