Chapter 22June 26th
I had Kate cornered. After closing the door behind us and pitching us into darkness, I reached for the dangling chain that illuminated the glorified closet they called a coatroom. A single bare lightbulb hung from the ceiling, making the place feel like the interrogation room in a bad cop movie. No wonder the sign on the door said EMPLOYEES ONLY. It didn’t exactly fit with the rest of the hotel’s décor.
“What the hell was that about?” I demanded of the back of Kate’s head. She spun around to face me, her cheeks flushed so red that I could see it in the dismal lighting.
“I told you I wasn’t ready! I told you!” Kate stomped her foot on the cheap linoleum flooring. “I told you and you pushed.”
“I didn’t mean to.” A hollow feeling entered my chest. Had I really expected
