Chapter 15
Dazed and groggy, Rafe struggled to make sense of the earsplitting noise wrenching him from his dreams.
It was Kowalski banging on the bars.
“Wake up! You’re sprung.”
He rubbed his eyes, trying to clear the remnants of the vivid images swirling in his mind. “I’m what?”
“You’ve been released. And no, I don’t know why. Get your ass up, and I’ll take you upstairs to be processed.”
Janet had done it! He eased his head up and waited to see if the dizziness was gone. So far so good.
“Move it, Sleeping Beauty. I ain’t got all day.”
With careful movements, Rafe got out of bed. He seemed stable, just cold. Very cold. He was shaking as he staggered toward the door, his vision blurring in and out.
The cop’s eyes narrowed. “You sick or something?”
“No, I’m fine.” God forbid they m
