Chapter 10
Bryn
Bryn’s head hurt, and his mouth was full of cotton. He smacked his lips and blinked into the dimly lit room. He didn’t recognize it, and he sat up, the panic sizzling along his nerves.
“Hey, hey, hey.” Gus knelt next to the sofa, the rocking chair he’d vacated creaking and a book hitting the rug. “You’re all right. You’re at my place.”
Bryn’s eyes darted around the room, searching for and not finding Jared. He breathed a sigh of relief. “Where’s Ellis?”
“Sleeping.”
“Where?”
Gus’s mouth twitched into an almost smile. “On the bed. I think he would have slept here on the rug next to you, but I convinced him a mattress made more sense. I’m used to lack of sleep. I don’t think Ellis is.”
“It’s been a busy week.”
“I know.”
Light glinted off something in Gus’s hand. Gus
