Chapter Twenty-One
Confession
She was first aware of the fact that it was daytime by the warmth of sunshine on her arms lying by her sides. A soft beep behind her, coupled with the distinctive smell of alcohol, told her she was in a hospital. She didn’t know where, or how she ended up here, but the realization comforted her. It meant she was safe.
Movement. Someone was there with her. Slowly, she peeled her eyes open. A familiar figure stood in front of the window. Hamm was staring outside, but he must have sensed her watching him. He turned around, and seeing she was awake, came over to the bed.
“How do you feel?”
“Tired. Sleepy.” She managed a smile as tears rose in her eyes. “I thought you were dead.”
“Ah, you should know better than that,” he lightly admonished her. Perching his
