Chapter 34
Finding a hotel that was better than the one she’d slept in the night before wasn’t difficult, but finding one that was decent was another story. Zane had asked privately why she cared so much about staying in a gross hotel when her own apartment looked like the set for an postapocalyptic movie, to which Jo had replied that’s because it was smack dab in the middle of the apocalypse. “But if I’m gonna pay someone top dollar for a night in their borrowed bed, it better not leave me bitten by bedbugs,” to which he replied that was ridiculous; bedbugs’ teeth were not sharp to bite through her hard outer shell.
Eventually, he’d found a three star joint for more than she’d been willing to pay and less than the rest of the team had been willing to pitch in if she’d shut the hell up.
