I kept my overcoat on until the fire really took hold, sending its warmth out into the room. The place wasn’t very big — there were a couple of oversized chairs, a kitchenette, and a king-size bed — so it didn’t take long before it was warm enough inside for me to unbutton my coat and sling it on the bed. It was the closest piece of furniture to the fireplace, but I thought sitting down on it might not be a good idea. Instead, I took a seat in one of the chairs and waited for Martin to do the same.
He also took off his coat and laid it on the bed next to mine, then ignored the one empty armchair and instead grasped one of the oak farmhouse-style chairs and settled it in front of me before sitting down, facing me. His expression was calm, but serious. “Are you ready?”
“I don’t know,” I sa
