Chapter 30
The first rooster of the morning startled Leo, jerking him into awareness. He grunted as he sat up, dream fog still clouding his senses. The odd soreness in his hips and back was strange and unexpected. Even his shoulders hurt. He stood under the hot water in the tiny open shower, not much more than an overgrown sink with a hand spray, hoping the muscles would loosen up.
Probably the long hike with a backpack yesterday, carrying food for himself and the old mama dog. He'd be back to his LA routines of aches and pains from sitting in too many meetings and way too damned much traffic, followed by the gym and endless massages soon enough.
He pulled on the door twice before he realized he'd locked the door instead of unlocking it, turning the knob the wrong way without thinking.
